No One Knows

Let's go! Dave West, Dilla Dawg collabo! Hot sh-, hot sh-, hot sh- Turn it up. Yup [Verse 1] Oh, it's the boy with the heat torching the beat Of course it is me, but unfortunately (No one's home) But you can hit me on the box I'm busy on the block Getting fifty on the crop, biatch (No one's home) Getting ready to bounce with Nitty on them gold dubs, glow Right to her house, float her out, cold, buss stones We gon' have some fun, but no funds yo I don't save 'em, I'm sorry, I don't love hoes But I blow big blunt smoke Keep one close and oh, you don't want those So catch shit the size of doughnut holes Don't like surprises, don't run slow Spit it hot, hit the titty to the topless Get the party over when the Mo' runs low Get the party over with Namo runs low Get the trees out and hit it, cause we's out And she's 'bout to get it, cause no one's home Well (What?) At least that's what she told me, you know We was 'bout to exit the club, swing to every truck, you know It's made me sit back and...realize that (What?) McNas' is the shit Uh, Oh, Oh! (Nobody cares) [Verse 2] Ain't no stopping us, be a whole bunch of talk Ain't no popping 'em, cause (No one's home) But we out in the streets (What?) All day and night, all blazin' high, walk straight inside VIP baby, these days DI Pre-screens baby, let me see ID I'm like pass the Mo' case, or no case Out for cash, so no paper, no J (No way) Like OJ I'm hitting the gas With the old J, hid in my stash (Bounce) Just for the hater Pissed cause the McNas' clique rolls thick With a fist full o' paper Hit a twist up or swisha to blaze up Get a whiff, get a lift up in J's truck I said it before, pop up and get it poppin' Quit the knocking, there's no one home [Sample] So far I've come to find there's no one here No life I fear I came from nothing They have done, done, done