Walt'B 200x5 - They Don't Get It Lyrics

I'm finna cut out the chase and get straight to the business
The lord is my witness my pockets was empty
My vision was blurry, i'm serious i'm with it
But, they don't get it
Don't you be speaking on how i was living
I guarantee you gone see how i'm feeling
I'm taking off like a Galactica mission
It's practical, baby imagine me winning
They don't get
F*ck it, i let em think what they want
I bet the bank on they do's and don'ts
I really know what I truly want
I got one life to live, i can't abuse it
And truly i'm focused on building a movement
200x5 finna rule it
Putting my life and my heart in this music
What you know about being locked in a cell for a whole year 23 hours a day?
What you know about turning down shit you need but ya big ass pride in the way(i'm Straight)
What you know about being locked in a box, surrounded by nothing but snakes
What you know bout feeling lonely, cause your love went away
They don't get it, i know i deserve to be straight
They don't get it, i don't got my nerves in the way
They don't get it i know how to swerve what they say
They don't get it, i'm about to splurge in they face
I'm popping out on a spring
Rocking left to right , you see what i mean?
You wanna wreck, ima shatter your dreams
Get around me and get low self esteem
Bitch ima playa, i got what you need
But when it get harder you f*ck around and leave
How could you say that you really for me?
That shit at the surface, it never was deep
I'ma grind hard till i derail
When i prevail, ima make sho they well
Get outta jail, and go hard as the hell
They throwing salt to bad i'm not a snail
Watch what you say cause i might throw a tantrum
Unlock the hammer go back to the slammer
Think you on fire i'll blow out ya candle
I don't wanna talk to you hoe i got standards
I gotta grip on the game
And to cut off my wrist only way i'm releasing
Been down at the bottom for too many seasons
I waisted my twenties it's time to get even
I can't let em down i'm the one they believe in
You get in the way of this money, i'm locking up right on yo neck
Ima cut off yo breathing
Big dawg , nigga this shit ain't easy
What you know about being locked in a cell for a whole year 23 hours a day?
What you know about turning down shit you need but ya big ass pride in the way(i'm Straight)
What you know about being locked in a box, surrounded by nothing but snakes
What you know bout feeling lonely, cause your love went away
They don't get it, i know i deserve to be straight
They don't get it, i don't got my nerves in the way
They don't get it i know how to swerve what they say
They don't get it, i'm about to splurge in they face
How thick is yo skull, you just don't get it huh?
What happen to all that love that you say you was giving up?
Deep in that mud it be hard to get motion i felt like giving up
My heart done Been shattered, the pieces i'm picking up
But it ain't no letting up ten thousand psi nigga i'm crushing
Run up this money i'm leading in rushing
Gimme a trophy, i started from nothing
Bring B.S. to I i'ma up it and bust it
A big ass M is the way that i'm loving it
I need a real one that i can go huddle with
Break with a play that's gone touch down and double it
Yeah she a plus i'm not tripping on cuddling
Fresh out the furnace, i got shit bubbling
I'm not the one that you wanna come cut up with
You start some trouble i'm grassing yo ass,
Too late, to badd, to know who you f*cking with
This shit is crazy, get rich off a couple hits
I put my life in this music and hustle it
Through trial and error i'm through with the rubbish
I see the top of the peak and i'm touching it
I can see me on belief on some other shit
Sigh of relief and it's God who i trust in