Yall Don't Hear Me (Remix)

Philly in this bitch

Loso, what up?

Uh, check me

I'm from a city where the skinny **** ride

With a semi .45, make the biggest **** fold up, roll up

I dun seen the realest **** froze up

When that Mac squeezing hollows leave your back leaking that

Decent if you want to, every time I come through

Everybody whisperin', talkin' what they gon' do

Hundred grand in straight cash, make me put it on you

And have your own homies tryna 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 goin' through

**** playing checkers, and this is chess

So what's a pawn to a king that got his money right

You **** on a hunger strike

When I was dead broke, man, I used to grind a hundred a night

A hundred days selling white, I tell you it ain't nothin' nice

I be goin' so hard, man, I don't see my son at night

Baby mama bitchin', I'm just tryna get my youngin right

Started with a dollar, to a half a ticket

And I just signed my deal today for all you rappin' ****

Money ain't a joke, you see me laughin', ****?

All my goonies, they ain't talkin', they just clappin' ****

You gonna think my dog a roofer, brought a ladder with him

My other homie a mechanic, got his rachet with him

And they shootin' for real, they shootin' to kill

I got some homies upstate, they doin' a will

I remember **** shootin' for dear life

30 years on us, cops pull up the red light

We riding with them hammers

Know a couple youngins that done died before their grandma

Tryin' to play with hammers

A lot of **** fronted back when I was in the slammer

But, now I got that paper in, and I be goin' 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 **** want the work

Tell 'em meet me out North, 20- somethin' and Berks

Used to be with 50 ****, 20 of 'em got murked

20 of them turned pussy, the other 10 put in work

Yeah! I'm screamin', "This is the life"

If you ain't hoopin' then you whippin' the white

Or either hittin' the white

I talked to 'em, try to give them advice

**** get left, they wasn't livin' too right

Yeah! Uh, **** get left, they wasn't livin' too right

Y'all don't really, y'all don't really, y'all don't really hear me though

I say, y'all don't really, y'all don't really, y'all don't really hear me though

I gotta hit that thing when it's sparkin'

We in the buildin', BH