They Don't Know

Came out the womb and it was doom G-man had plastic, I never had no silver spoon Poor ting picnic, everyday we made through God bless my mum, she looked in the cupboard and saw nuttern But give thanks, managed to make food She kept on saying though, god will get us through Theres 4 people that are living in this yard But the food shes cooking can feed two Bros in jail and dad ain't about No more cartoon network its get loot I werent satisfied with scraping by I wasn't satisfied with making due Everythings disfunctional turned me to a raging bull Big man stress up, couldn't concentrate in school Shot q's with patrick pick up paige from school I ain't happy and plus my mind is breaking too Looking through the windows They don't really know my pain They don't really know this road, this life these scars Can I make it out the game, no chance? They don't really know my life They don't really know my grandmas, my flow Can I make it out the game I don't know? Looking through the windows of Frank Johnsons Thinkin how im gonna get them 95's in grey and blue Road money put food in my fridge Road money gave me clothes to go to school I ain't accepting where my life is at Tired of being a have not Going inside a shop and knowing i couldn't buy that So im on the beat, drums including the high hats, red brick clappingham g Im tryna find cats, moneys where my minds at Gunpowder life got me sidetracked Driftin from my fam because i wanted to be the man Didn't give a dam, pain that was my bad 10 racks under bed, its nuts so they didn't climax Lifes like a movie, and im watching it in imax Theres a elephant in the room, some try act And hide facts, but the fact is life went shit, road changed