Paul White - Tell Me What I Don't Know lyrics

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Paul White - Tell Me What I Don't Know lyrics

[Verse 1] Street smart, Ph.D Dropped out for a slanging degree 9 on me, keep the devils off me 'Cause we was living in hell, couldn't afford property Lil n***a gettin' frontin' from OGs Oz of reggie bagged up in the Pelle In a school hallways on a burnout celly Leaving out of cla** early, caught a sale for 20 How long will it last? Never ending race, chasin' cash One lane going wrong way 'til I crash Teacher find my sack, going nowhere fast [Hook] Tell me what I don't know Last night homie got k**ed at the liquor store Shot my n***a on the way to get a Swisher Breaking down the weed when the call got received [Verse 2] We was so ambitious All we really wanted was new Jordans and some b**hes Flashing bankrolls in the club taking pictures Thinking we was grown men, really lil' n***as Jumping dope fiends that's owing us for credit Taking turns catching sales things copacetic Slice your tomato if you owe us for the lettuce Running through the sack of D sorta like Jerome Bettis Naive to the outcome Cuz hit the block, hit the stash and they found some Lock us all up for a bag and some pistols Now we in the county writing letters I miss you [Hook] Tell me what I don't know Hook raid came through kickin' down the front door Now we facin' judge, got us sitting at the court Gave us all probation now we smokin' Newports Tell me what I don't know Hook raid came through kickin' down the front door Now we facin' judge, got us sitting at the court Gave us all probation now we smokin' Newports Tell me what I don't know Tell me what I don't know Tell me what I don't know Tell me what I don't know [Verse 3] And we was so gung ho Wet a n***a up like he forgot his poncho On the block all day chasin' that cilantro Hook raid kickin' on the front door sh** is like a cycle You get out, I go in, this is not the life for us sh** is like a cycle You get out, I go in, this is not the life for us [Hook] Tell me what I don't know Last night homie got k**ed at the liquor store Shot my n***a on the way to get a Swisher Breaking down the weed when the call got received Tell me what I don't know Hook raid came through kickin' down the front door Now we facin' judge, got us sitting at the court Gave us all probation now we smoke Newports Tell me what I don't know Tell me what I don't know Tell me what I don't know Tell me what I don't know Tell me what I don't know Tell me what I don't know Tell me what I don't know Tell me what I don't know Tell me what I don't know