Now I Don't Know You (feat. W R E C K A) - N.E.P.H.E.W.

Rainfall When it rains it pours Leveled up through the storm Now we changing floors When you got to take the stairs Don't it change you more Ten toes stayed down Didn't change my course When it rains it makes the ground soft to get it out the mud Recognize the hate Can't describe the love They say congratulations but they face surprised Should flip a coin then clap and let faith decide It's used to hurt when real homies acted fake surprised In the rain you break and slide But never did it break my stride Gather my breathe Control my breathing patterns Kept my stride strait Never will they see me staggering Ya boy do justice to any beat he saddling The count of monte Crystal These are silk draws Some cops built soft want to frisk balls But some cops let me off when i did wrong Never judge a book by its cover Or a rapper by its chains Or carpets by its stains These niggas coming up short and not ashamed I was driving through the lane, when i was short and unashamed This ain't rap Boy I'm sorting through the flame Bout to order up some oysters Pop the cork and count the green Reminiscing days when i was walking through the rain And I couldn't catch the bus When I was sorting through the change When potentials to great They try to force out the game Fine I'm back to take the Fortune from the fame Sharks in the water Well I'm forking out your fangs On the course of Melbourne Where I can sort you the tank Man these niggas so soft When they piss its probably pink Lately I been going light Don't get me pissed enough to think I been stacking paper Inching up in rank Tell me what is social distance when the distance is to great Specialize in saying what you can't Cut from a different cloth Quotations in my seams Got that soul glow Las Vegas how I bling Used to have them Grammy ovations when i dream Eyes on the prize No patients cause I blink Betcha I control the pace till I'm placing on the ring Got they ear to the lake while they lacing up the streams Put your nose to water Bet your face will probably freeze Mother fucker Rainfall When it rains it pours Leveled up through the storm Now we changing floors When you got to take the stairs Don't it change you more Ten toes stayed down Didn't change my course When it rains it makes the ground soft to get it out the mud Recognize the hate Can't describe the love They say congratulations but they face surprised Should flip a coin then clap and let faith decide

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