Yall Don't Hear Me Tho Ft Red Cafe (Prod By Cardiak) - Fabolous

Sometimes I amaze

Sometimes I disappoint

Sometimes I blow this paper like it's just a joint

Sometimes I look at change like it's just some coins

Like Shaq at the line you prolly missed the point

It's perspective which angle you looking from

When you take a chance

Ever wonder who you took it from

I'm from Brooklyn son got no problem taking nothing

So I figured I could take nothing and make it something

Tell 'em faking a** niggas they

Won't make it frontin

Tell 'em girls lose they clothes and get to shaking somethin

Purple w**d gold bottles now let's laker something

Cause y'all don't really y'all don't really

Y'all don't really hear me though

Smoking on loud

Swagga to the max

Bad b**ches holla

I just holla back

My money talks I ain't even gotta tell 'em

Even when I talk low don't it sound like I'm yelling

Y'all don't really y'all don't really

Y'all don't really hear me though

Y'all don't really y'all don't really

Y'all don't really hear me though

Y'all don't really y'all don't really

Y'all don't really

Might be how I'm feeling mixed

With what I'm drinking

Got me on some sh*t that might be what the stink is

You might just be cool it might be what you thinking

It might be something in her eye but to me

She's winking

Listen before ya dumb a** say some stupid sh*t

And have my dog laying on

Your house on some snoopy sh*t

Ball player swag that's what out the hoop and sh*t

Two chicks that hanging with Mr Cooper sh*t

Eat with me if you hungry dawg

But then again how loyal is a hungry dawg

That same hunger make your dog eat you alive

You either starve to death or you eat to survive

Smoking on loud

Swagga to the max

Bad b**ches holla

I just holla back

My money talks I ain't even gotta tell 'em

Even when I talk low don't it sound like I'm yelling

Y'all don't really y'all don't really

Y'all don't really hear me though

Y'all don't really y'all don't really

Y'all don't really hear me though

Y'all don't really y'all don't really y'all don't really

Shakedown on sleep

I'm getting to the money

The way I'm counting sheep

I be counting money

Live from the roof

Empire state

Finna burn this b**ch down

Find the next fire escape

I'm high so nothing ain't farfetched

Out in Houston with my rocket no

F**k with that Street Fam

F**k with that Loso

Come to your city spend

Some tickets at the go-go

Giving back to the hood be what I call it

Smoke grand daddy Kush

I'm in orbit

If they ain't with the family they weirdos

Smoking all out

Swagger to the max

Bad b**ches holla

I just holla back

My money talks I ain't even gotta tell 'em

Even when I talk low don't it sound like I'm yelling

Y'all don't really y'all don't really

Y'all don't really hear me though

Y'all don't really y'all don't really

Y'all don't really hear me though

Y'all don't really y'all don't really y'all don't really