Lil Boosie 11 Lil Boosie - You Don't Know My St Lyrics

Boosie boo!! Boosie boo, n____!!
And I be like the best n____ at this s___ right now, word for word,
life story for life story, mane I'm the truth

[Verse 1]
We started off in the backyard, I'm that boy,
Hate to lose, If I lose, yo can get bruised,
I'm that hard. Life starts from a bad
memory,Daddy loved drugs, Can't take this from
him, He loved girls. Went from neighborhood
jackas,To neighborhood stackas I-10 ridaz,to
I-10 traffickas. Imagine us in that bottom on
that PCP,Walkin' to school wit a tool, who
gon' beef wit me. Got addicted to sellin'
drugs, marijuana and c__e,Momma, she washed
her hands, and let me go, the Rest you know,
I aint gotta explain, I been a mayne, Since I
went got my own now they look at me grown.
Posted up behind the Citgo (?), on Wyoming
street,Big sacks, big gats and some artillery.
All the lil n____s Got big n____s, like Junior
and B. All old n____s showed us ropes like
they picturin'(?) me.

[Chorus 4X]
U don't know my struggle,
so you cant feel my hustle

[Verse 2:]
Hard times, me and you getting' blisted
Got a dimebag, but we couldn't buy the Philly,
Walkin' to the weed dispenser, we was short on
the special. So we got drunk, s_____ed purses,
Mayne it's whatever. Old n____s tried to
shortstop, we ballerblocked, f___ it. Got a
big knot,now I'm thuggin' wit a big ugly
somethin',on my waistline, bouncin' thru the
southside... Back then, it was straight gin,
d___ies, and cowhides. You aint from our side,
we bustin' at ya, that's the
rules.. Used to be deep, now we down to just a
few. Mayne, I'm talkin' bout them lonely
nights me and My Homie on the flight sneakin
thru hoes window, Robbin' n____s for indo.
Runnin wit nothin but hard Heads, like Fry
thang and Kevin. Goin' to clubs reppin',
Hollin' "f___ goin' to Heaven", cause I'm out
chea, Look like my luck f___ed up, and I done
lost a lotta n____s, so my trust f___ed up,

[Chorus (4X)]

[Verse 3:]
Sittin' nites, need my medicine and my
needles, All the Bondsmen. Keepin' it gutta
wit my people. The thug life, back to back
catchin misdemeanors.. The drug life, servin'
junkies in front the cleaners. The hospitals,
nurses tryin' to lift up my spirit,
My momma preachin', but Boosie boo don't wanna
Hear it (hard head). You know they say I was
dead, two shots up in my head. Some say I OD'd
off that X, what they gon' say next? Grandma
died, momma House, lemme talk to ya. n____s
hate, but I don't drive by, I walk to ya. High
school, 4 deep in a Monte Carlo.. dusted and
disgusted tryna make it til tomorrow. When I
borrowed, I gave back When it was beer time,
I made stacks, 110 to 150 I shake that. The
baby momma drama make me wanna holla, plus I
lost all my ghetto role models, This my
struggle mayne.!!

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