THE UNKNOWN Lyrics

(That what's a name with me baby)

(I got that what's a name with me baby)

(Got that what's a name with me baby)

Where that work at? I gotta get it right now

Now baby tell me why you just couldn't hold me down

I'm talking bout re-up, and then I get it all gone

And I ain't worried about no snitching, I trap alone

I got my eyes wide open, I say I just seen a ghost

Fuck em', they don't know me, ridin' with this pole

If we live, then we live, If we don't, then we don't

And between you and me, we're all doomed from the unknown

Good versus evil, I've been saying that shit since like little people

Suicidal thoughts might just end me

Once you connect the dots, you can see that boy be throwed off

And he ain't worried about no cops, send some through there, then he rolled off

I got this pistol inside my hand, while I'm scratching my head, she know I don't fuck with Niggas

Talking in cold word, when shawty around, I put down my sword

She said she see that killer in my eyes, now she scared to come and touch a nigga

(Doomed from the unknown, Were doomed from the unknown)

Tell me what it means to keep you here

Tell me what it mean to keep you away

I done found myself in the middle of nowhere, Looking for you bae

Tell me what I'm posed' to do, my mind keep on beating me up

I'm seeing shadows in this dark room, they keep keeping me up

Riding with this mason jar, filled up with exotic and it stank

Nigga get to thinking too hard, might start swinging at your neck with this shank

Where that work at? I gotta get it right now

Now baby tell me why you just couldn't hold me down

I'm talking bout re-up, and then I get it all gone

And I ain't worried about no snitching, I trap alone

I got my eyes wide open, I say I just seen a ghost

Fuck em', they don't know me, ridin' with this pole

If we live, then we live, If we don't, then we don't

And between you and me, we're all doomed from the unknown

"(Say cuz, you not, you not really suicidal though, is you?)"

Man fuck that, hop out take a piss right where the truck at

Treat it like Mickey D's, I hold my stick and say I love that

Hoping I can count on you

Like if it go down, bae would you shoot

I been on that shit all morning, tryna' catch me one

This bitch keep reaching in my pants, she must like touching my gun

I got the 'Fooly' print sitting right on top of this ski mask, And now It's bodys dropping

I got the 'Fooly' print sitting on top of my ski, And now them people dead

I don't give a fuck about no bitch, I don't give a fuck about no police

I don't give a fuck about no judge, tell them pussy boys that they don't know me

Every time they spend the block, I heard a couple shots had hit your neighbor

I steady be totin' these Glocks, but really that AK be my favorite