Freeway - Didn't Know lyrics

[Verse 1 - Roc Marciano] Yo... Bring the gauges co*ks**ers send their praises In Rod Laver's This sh** is hard labor Scarface behaviour The three eighty it came with the laser My b**h from Malaysia Send the pimps legislature Finger f** the mac out the Range Sport Twist and retort, this couldn't be taught It's instinctive The minks is distinguished Just look at what I do with this English The Roll's roley look pinkish Thick R&B b**hes fingered The scent of sweet p**y lingered Trips to Syria to meet the criteria b**hes saw Arie without India Crack the vent, my flatulence stink My afro has kink like an African King The Jag is for the spring The money's in the back with the string I'm like Tony with my arm in a sling That's pretty like the cash look, half black foot Supercat, shot gritty out in Flatbush No Bruno, my neck is cold like Pluto Let a few go out the coupe... Uno [Chorus - Roc Marciano] Still getting b**hes if you didn't know Spent the meal ticket if you didn't know Real n***a if you didn't know k** n***as if you didn't know [Verse 2 - Freeway] The best bearded rapper, bearded trapper As I pull through these bearded naps Create these bearded raps Like I plotted retaliation, the beard is back They want annihilation But I won't let hip hop die for nathin' Incarcerated scarfaces in the staircases Turned to tight, jeans wearing n***as with the queer faces This [?] and gay sh**, I can't take it If rappers with no content, I'm out here with no favourites My akhi said "You need to be deenin' and building businesses" "The rap game frauding and ignorant don't save it" But I feel partly responsible, see these rappers I raise 'em My son doula's my illegitimate babies And if they [?] they gon' blame me If you got to jail can't blow the L When they revoke your bail, wearing funny sh** real These youngers know how squeezing the toast feel But don't know how cloves smell Three eggs and grit sh** For where everyday is halloween and every night is mischief We mask up to get sh** They act, I really live this So I really got the right to spit this In the [?] with his chick I'm her favorite fella 'cos I made it out the ghetto, I'm gifted And whenever I visit, you know I keeped the metal co*ked There really is k**ers on every block [Chorus - Roc Marciano] Still getting b**hes if you didn't know Spent the meal ticket if you didn't know Real n***a if you didn't know k** n***as if you didn't know Didn't know, didn't know Spent the meal ticket if you didn't know Real n***a if you didn't know k** n***as if you didn't know [Verse 3 - Knowledge The Pirate] Went out young with my friends Leave 'em leaking or jumping a fence Take the gun Wipe off my palm and my prints Stay calm and not tense Then go see a major event with my ladies and gents In that grey Maserati with tints Feeling like Gotti, everybody wanna get a glimpse Paparazzi out here taking flicks Tryna capture the moment We pour out liquor and send our condolence k** all snakes, rats and rodents We mask up and we murder with motive A game of d**h where you k** your oppenents Seventeen shots in his flesh was inserted We sent a message how we shot up that n***as suburban Hop in the mayback and draw back the curtains Two shooters and two hoop just to cause a diversion Left the n***a dead in traffic murdered Uh, we shoot sh** up...