Dom McLennon - All I Know lyrics

[Verse 1: DoughXL] Coming from a city where them pistols pop, Flinstone rocks make sh** so hot Bust Glocks don't stop till the clip goes drop Two more plays, go get that watch, run to the block, show them what you got b**hes pop when they see that drop, wet their twats when they see that guap, Wonder if the sh**'ll ever stop, Prolly not These kids never got to hug their pops, so they stay up late night hugging them blocks When it comes to that self-esteem, they're blowing weed cause they ain't got a lot It's kinda hard not to feel lame when your dreams big and your pockets not When your auntie's paid but your mommas not, your homies there but your father's not So you sit back blow a whole lot of pot, as you bump a whole lot of pac UGK Helped me through my day, all I ever wanted was a Chevrolet 24s, gold spokes, diamonds and wood, all through my hood, ugh (Hook) Well this all I know Its all I know (Repeat) [Verse 2: DoughXL] Baby will I be the one that you believe in, when I'm thrift shopping at Neiman's? And your homegirls hate cause I'm eating, in a place that their mans can't bring them? And when the tabloids start snapping pics?, you know how critics dissect this rapping sh** They keep misconstruing everything I'm doing But everything I'm doing I'm doing for you So will I be the one that you love the most, when sh** don't move and we going broke? Ain't sh** to eat but bu*tered toast, cause the bills keep coming, the money don't? Damn, we're both unemployed Malloy really hates ya boy You say I should quit the flow? Babygirl this all I know (Hook) Well this all I know Its all I know And I love you more than any other ho, but babygirl this is all I know [Verse 3: Dom Mclennon] Now normally I don't do this But all I know is my self And a**umptions can make you an a** sometimes But truth ain't measured in wealth We just gotta deal with the cards life dealt Young black males don't get no help Although I got dreams of an all-black coupe named the truth Because real n***as move in stealth From a generation of arrested development Society of degenerates Nobody wanna trust anybody anymore because p**y over loyalty's a preference Think without your vas deferens Cause that sh** ain't gettin you paper And life just a b**h to the haters Plus bad karma's a deal beaker Shots of the real take it straight no chaser Feeling less human kinda space invader Everybody wants to change up their nature When you say you're an entertainer "Get a real job" I apologize I don't want an insignificant 9 to 5 Cause line for line My futures lookin fine Your security is where your employer lies So how's that for psychology Mr. Boss Man commuting robbery Raping you for your hours While he chooses granite counter tops or mahogany So go ahead and pop off at the mouth Do whatever you like Cause a year from now when sh** goes down I'll make your salary just to fly a kite