Don’t Know

Lyrics

[Intro: Young Noble] Uh Uh Noble Justice... For the future, yeah Yeah, uh, young nigga get yo' mind right This Outlaw Lifestyle [Verse 1: Young Noble] Aye yo I live life like a young nigga born in corruption God made me famous for my pain and suffering Or maybe that ain't even the case You gotta watch, what you wish for dawg It might blow up in ya face Feeling like Young Nobe' in a race Life is like rolling the Ace And I don't like showing my face 'Cause muthafuckas get the wrong impression I ain't a rapper dawg, this just how I make my living It ain't no telling where I'm supposed to be If Makaveli hadn't chosen me to this Outlaw royalty The game won't spoil me, I keep dirt in my nails And won't knock you if you work at the Shell At least a muthafucka got a job, that's ya problem there Knockin' the next man for tryna get theirs You betta try to get yours, cause time is hard And don't ask about the Lawz, cause we grinding hard Come on... [Chorus: Young Noble] We don't, know which way to go When ya ask 'em, don't nobody seem to know Either the right or you down the wrong road But I don't, he don't, she don't, we don't We don't know which way to go When ya ask 'em, don't nobody seem to know Either the right or you down the wrong road But I don't, he don't, she don't, we don't know Ya life is ya own [Verse 2: Young Noble] I heard you niggas said you want chips I ain't tryna bump fa' shit I'm tryna stack it for my grand kids Handle ya biz and get it how it come And seeing is believing, y'all blind as fuck Til some niggas in ya living room tyin' you up For a couple of bucks, you been owing for months Let it pile up, it all coming down at once On ya shoulders while you standing up, add it up That probably mean you gon' fall dawg All my niggas tatted up, they call us the Outlawz And that means we the family by any means I ratha' sell CD's then work at Mickey D's I can't knock that, I love a Big Mac And eybody don't know how to rap So if you got a little hustle or got a little talent You better get it cracking, don't be scared of the challenge C'mon [Chorus: Young Noble] We don't, know which way to go When ya ask 'em, don't nobody seem to know Either the right or you down the wrong road But I don't, he don't, she don't, we don't We don't know which way to go When ya ask 'em, don't nobody seem to know Either the right or you down the wrong road But I don't, he don't, she don't, we don't know Ya life is ya own [Verse 3: Nutt-So] Picture my life, droppin' to my toes Ran to the curb, sniffin' coke thru my nose Hell naw, can't go out like that Before I do, run up in the bank and hit the big sack But on the other hand, I'm still stuck in the streets Murder, hustle, for bread so my girls can eat Ain't no soul finna stand in my way from this money Or this 'Four-Four slug nose tucked in my waist This fast lane got me driven to the point of nervousness Got me drawin' down pistols on innocent nurses It's pure ghetto, and my reactions is blast fully On the nearest muthafucka standing close in a Hoody I'm paranoid, but the money is flowing steady Coppin' anything I dream, pushin' this shit heavy I was stackin' til I was crackin' a ceiling, with loot And proof, and now a nigga crackin' the roof It's my thang [Chorus: Young Noble] We don't, know which way to go When ya ask 'em, don't nobody seem to know Either the right or you down the wrong road But I don't, he don't, she don't, we don't We don't know which way to go When ya ask 'em, don't nobody seem to know Either the right or you down the wrong road But I don't, he don't, she don't, we don't know Ya life is ya own