Gyft – They Just Don't Know 0

People see me but they just don't know (Repeated)
Let's go
Come on baby let the good time roll

I'm fresh off the block
The hustler just returned
I devoed these niqqahs
Now they call me big worm
I'm the shit
Important to the streets
The town without Gyft would make Memphis Bleek
But I don't toss up rocks, signs, and diamonds
But I might toss a nappy-headed ho like Iverson
Let's do it
I'm ready
We right back at em

I'm Memphis best
I know you feel hesitant
I'm so positive
You couldn't see me in the negative
Negative
Not today, no sir
They say life is a bit.h
Yeah I know her
When you see her,
Tell the bit.h to holler
Cause I'm too fu.kin white t-shirt
To need a blue collar
Let's go

People see me but they just don't know (Repeated)
Let's go
People see me but they just don't know (Repeated)
Come on baby let the good time roll
Let's go again

I love you haters
They make my focus strong
They keep me motivated
To get my hustle on
Get my guap up
No Scott Storchin'
Put 30's on the truck
Now that's a wheel of fortune
I got a lotta women
But no baby mamas
They all material girls
I call em primadonnas
Dog I promise
Real talk
Let's get back into it
I'm outta Eseagle
And we don't fu.k with rats
We treat em like road kill
fu.k em
Sucka you ain't cool nowhere
I'd rather Jordin Spark em and leave em with no air
I'm The Mariah Carey
The Nick Cannon
So much so he don't want the boy to feel like he tannin'

People see me but they just don't know (Repeated)
Let's go
People see me but they just don't know (Repeated)
Come on baby let the good time roll
Let's roll
Let's roll

And when I step through it
Bow down gracefully
Swagged out on streets
So there's nothing they can say to me
Just wave to me
Cause they can't compete
I dream of this shid
I'm better than dudes in my sleep
BUt they hard-headed
Gotta put a bullet through homie brained
To make him open-minded
Shawty had to rewind it
Had to do it my dude
Come on back baby

The ladies love me
They say my aura shines
Got so many tens
niggahs started with the march of dimes
Jockin' GY when I go past
I gotta share my jeans it to show my motherfuckin' ass
You can't be me
My ink pen's bleedin'
My shid so full of life
It leave the paper breathin'
And on that note I'm leavin
I'm leavin'
Ya dig?