Who Knew

Boasting, Michigan coasting, by the lake, no ocean

Stacking up all my paper and these roaches

You can lose yo position by breaking rules, like OSHA

My nigga still on the corner ready to shoot; Sefolosha

Who knew,

That we was packing so much, feeling like Thabo

Kicking shit like it's Tae Bo, all for our survival

Tie a bow 'round my skills, I'm gifted unlike my rivals

That would be implying my level is right beside 'em

Until I murk 'em don't doubt 'em just be right there to revive 'em

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Don't feel these niggas