Don't Know Lyrics - Singles - Boaz

[Refrain: Boaz] 

I got money on my mind, pussy on my line 

I'm getting to a dollar, shawty, I ain't got the time 

I got money on my mind, hustlers on my line 

And that's just all the time so I stay out on my grind 

[Hook: Boaz] 

I gotta drop this game on you 

Tell you somethin' that you don't know 

I might just hop this plane on you 

I be places that you don't know 

We do this all over the world 

I know people that you don't know 

I ain't got time, I'm too busy chasin' paper if you don't know 

[Verse 1: Boaz] 

I'm smokin' Cali chronic, mixin' my Gin with Tonic 

'Til I'm a monster like my pops with shrimp and garlic 

A glass of red wine got me tipsy 

I pushed the engine to the red line 

I'm going hard, all my niggas doin' fed time 

Would've been on the block with niggas if I had time 

But I'm too busy on the road 

They got me back in mode 

100 to the bone gristle never crack the code 

Started as a dreamer, now my niggas sniffin' (line) 

Tell ya I ain't been sleepin', drinkin' coffee with no creamer (hustle) 

Same, same old, no key for the Beamer 

Last year I was fresh, but this year I'm much cleaner 

That's the sweet smell of success in the air 

Came from the ghetto, gotta stress it so my message is clear 

It's time to put the game back the way it was 

Separate the suckas, motivate the thugs 

[Hook] 

[Verse 2: Mac Miller] 

I got too much money on my mind, too much pussy on my line 

See the way I fucked the game up should've been a crime 

Ain't no fucking rookie, now you're lookin' at what's mine 

I been dealing with the future, you look a little behind 

I keep it 100, believe what you wanna 

Was out there in Europe with Weezy and Stunna 

You real with the people the people they love ya 

You got your guy I'll believe in another, that's me 

So tell me who you tryna be? 

Yeah, see me I'll always be Pittsburg presidential 

Just [?] that left his vessel 

Homie we on cruise control movin' without pressin' pedals 

How I'm feelin'? Never better, highs fuck with drugs 

Since the old days I dealt the pressure, graduated from blunts 

Spent 700 thousand last year, can you do that? 

I asked myself how I got here just off a few raps 

Still with them homies I started with 

I parted with a few of my partnerships 

But we cool though, may Lord protect me 

Fuck with what you fuck with, you will respect me 

[Hook + Refrain]