You Don’t Know Me lyrics

[Intro]
f*ck these lame n*ggas in my city
If any n*gga got a problem, tell'em come and get me
It's Mr. Benton say "good morning" to the bad guy
I'm enjoyin' every moment, time pass by

[Verse 1: Jarren Benton]
f*ck these lame n*ggas in my city
If any n*gga got a problem, tell'em come and get me
It's Mr. Benton say "good morning" to the bad guy
I'm enjoyin' every moment, time pass by
These new rappers too emo
I'm just stackin' bread, I put my b*tch inside a mink coat
Told you n*ggas desert eagle, check your f*ckin' ego
These hoes out here tryin to get a ring like Smeagol
I am sicker than Polio n*ggas fake like Pinocchio
When I'm in that pus*y these hoes catching a holy ghost
I would not go for the okie doke, word to Moskie Moe
She wear Moschino like a mosquito: I'm fly in a tuxedo
It's east side till it's rigamortis
These lame n*ggas throwin stones at a killers fortress
Think I ain't the illest in the A I blow your brains out
Finna go and bleach her wash these blood stains out
I came a long way from sitting at home to record
I pray my grandmama is alive when I win an award
Revenge of the ninja I'm bending the sword
In the back of your head you ain't ready for war
Don't get it twisted my n*gga I ain't just some weirdo
I will f*ck you up if you play with my f*cking euros
I beg your pardon these n*ggas they out here starving
Shoot at the n*ggas feet have him dancing, doing the Carlton
[Hook: Hemi]
You don't know me like you think you do
You don't know me like you think you do
I have been hated and loved
And I hope this means something
To all the ones who hated I say "f*ck 'em"

[Verse 2: Jarren Benton]
This Cali weed got me feeling like a astronaut
I just take a couple tokes and then I pass the pot
I'm praying for happiness I ain't asking a lot
Maybe a lot of bread , head and a glass of ciroc
They put them heaters to your head cause your flashing that watch
I'm in a sh*tty hotel getting ass from a thot
I'm irritated like a J with no cash for his rocks
My n*gga did a bid the pigs found a stash in his socks
Highschool dropout I'm harassing my pops
Look at me now sucker n*gga I'm glad I've done stop
No religion I probably won't die a martyr
I used to ride to MARTA bumbin' midnight marauders
I'm just trying to be better father than the one I had
Money, cars , clothes and hoes - n*ggas want it bad
She won't let a n*gga f*ck because she's on the rag
I threw the deuces at the ho and now she's on a cab
Brass knuckle Benton a bully that f*cking murders raps
n*ggas shining they oldschools with turtle wax
I put this red dot right where your turban at
If it ain't about money I ain't concerned with that
b*tch
[Hook: Hemi]

[Outro: Jarren Benton] x4
Brass Knuckle Benton the bully
Benton the bully that f*cking murders raps