Yall Don’t Hear Me (Remix) lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, Philly in this b*tch!
Loso waddup?

[Verse 1]
I'm from a city where the skinny n*ggas ride
With a Semi .45, make the biggest n*ggas fold up, roll up
I dunn seen the realest n*ggas froze up
When that Mac squeezing hollows leave your back, leaking that
Decent if you want to, everytime I come through
Everybody whispering, talking what they gon' do
Hundred grand in straight cash don't make me put it on you
And have your own homies trying to swarm you, I'm sworn to
Riding with this Glock .40 and I got it on, too
They tell me to put it down, but they don't know what I'm going through
n*ggas playing checkers, and this is chess
So what's a pawn to a king that n*gga got his money right
You n*ggas on a hunger strike
When I was dead-broke, man I used to grind a hundred a night
A hundred a days selling white, I tell you it ain't nothing nice
I be going so hard, I don't see my son at night
Baby mama b*tching, I'm just trying to get my young'un right
Started with a dollar, to a half a ticket
And I just signed my deal today for all you rapping n*ggas
Money ain't a joke, you see me laughing n*ggas?
All my goonies they ain't talking, they just clapping n*ggas
You gonna think my dog a roofer, brought a ladder with him
My other homie a mechanic, got his ratchet with him
And they shootin' for real, they shooting to kill
I got some homies upstate, they doin' a will
I remember n*ggas shooting for dear life
30 years on us, cops pulling the red lights
We riding with them hammers
Know a couple young'uns that died before their grandma
Trying to play with hammers
A lot of n*ggas fronted back when I was in the slammer
But, now I got that paper in, and I be going bananas
Like Tony the Montana, Nino and the Carter
Got me leaning even harder with this Nina in my cargoes
I can't meet em any farther if the n*ggas want the work
Tell em meet me out North, 20- something and Berks
Used to be with 50 n*ggas, 20 of em got murked
20 of them turned pus*y, the other 10 put in work
Yeah! I'm screaming "this is the life"
If you ain't hoopin' then you whipping the white
Or either hitting the white
I talked to em try to give them advice
n*ggas get left, they wasn't living too right
Yeah! Uh, n*ggas get left, they wasn't living too right
Y'all don't really hear me tho