No One Knows (prod. by Latrell James)

"I think no one knows what the fuck they talkin bout"

@PigeonsandPlanes Premiere: pigeonsandplanes.com/2015/12/premie…-no-one-knows/

Lyrics:

Verse 1:
I was interning,
Had the pen burning,
No one cared,
Never told em I was rapping
Till I fully felt prepared
They still hated
I just waited cuz they didn't what it meant to me
They gon' act like they discovered me later that's, that industry
Bullshit, damn,
Press the eject,
Breaker Breaker 1-9 please send me a check
I need money for all the nights that I be overly stressed
Cuz these bitches be quick to bounce on you like double D breast
Tryna focus,
You be be bogus
Got a new man hoping I would notice
I'am selfish I'am selfish I admit it
Wearing the clothes that you bought me, out
Tryna meet some bitches
RIP to my Ex's,
That that I've sacrificed
A wise man told me you can't take pussy to afterlife
So I want a legacy,
Even if it's the death of me
Hoping heaven is betting because the devil is shoveling,
For my soul

Chorus:
I think no one knows what the fuck they talking bout
I think no one knows what the fuck their gonna do
I think no one knows what the fuck I'm going though
So tell me who the fuck are you

Verse 2:
What did Kim K wear today?
Who did Isis slay today?
No emoji's for God, so
I simply pray to bae
Hoping that she got some gigabytes inside her database
Hope her parents ain't prejudice so we don't erase the space
(race to space)
Missiles to heaven,
Satellite vision
The world is crazy
I'm aborting your mission
Ignoring petitions
Simply they're boring divisions
I don't believe in too much
So I'm ignoring your ism's
Searching for food for thought
I be exploring the kitchen
They say knowledge is power
Got my my own pole and I'm fishing
I didn't ask for a pet
So I'm ignoring your bitching
Already knowing my future
So I'm ignoring predictions
Everybody got the plug,
Everybody got the juice,
Everybody got the drugs,
Nobody got the love,
Nobody the proof,
Why you gotta flash your loot?
Why you gotta stash the truth?
Why you gotta duck the goose?
Why you gotta win to lose?
Mat-Matter fact pass the noose,
So I can hang with my self

[Chorus]

Verse 3:
Let me say this now,
I mean so it's clear
It's my struggle less authentic because I'm interning here
Do you know why I moved?
Why I live in New York?
Well my mother lost her home,
is that cool to report?
Is it cool that snort, all that white in you nose?
I don't know but never judge in which you choose to indulge
I just know I got flows
If you preventing my future
I might have to trade this microphone in for a Ruger
God damn,
I got plans,
If you gone act like a pussy you should get a tramp stamp
Always looking for action
You are not Van Damme
Why they assume that you juicing when you hit a Grand Slam
Aw man,
I got haters,
I got friends,
I got lovers from back then,
Got my mother,
Got my father,
I got 4 siblings,
I'm youngest so they all got 2 cents for my life
Sometimes I listen,
Sometimes I ignore their fucking advice,

[Chorus]

Outro:
Who the fuck are you?
(repeat)