Текст песни You Don't Know My Name - MarcoMoney , Mah

(Ayo Mah Get To The Bag)
How the fuck you don't know my name?
Yop, C'mon

Uh
How you don't know my name
I'm just in this shit for paper, I don't care about no fame
I ain't posting on the gram, I don't even show my face
I want a Lamb
But they keep calling me the Goat cuz I'm great
I just poured a deuce plus a deuce before eight
If I let the K go it act krazy like Ye
Niggas throwing shade I'll be clutchin' 50 till I'm gray
But they still running up my plays I'm getting paid I'm like, "thanks"

Car got no keys like where'd Alicia go?
Niggas ain't talking spicy like I am
So I don't wanna do no features bro
Getting cheese like I'm Chester
My bitch callin' me a cheetah tho
Switchy on the glizzy that shit sound like a sing along
I just want the money don't give a fuck if I gotta be alone
I can't always be right but sometimes I can't see I'm wrong
I get in that mode for that dough
Don't care bout being known
(I don't really care bout being known, for real)
I be high as fuck they like "where you been?"
I just lay low
Out the way focused on a bankroll
That's the main goal
Couple times I felt like giving up I swear I came close

But I got a group of people say they need me
I just told them play they part
Cause 'round here, ain't no freebies
I been sippin' WockHARDt cuz this shit ain't getting easy
Everybody change like the Season
If I Fall they tryna Leave me
Wasn't there when I'm in need I'm screaming "fuck you" like Ceelo Green
You don't know my name won't tell you either even if we meet
Ion really like to talk but they gon' think I'm mean
Some niggas doubted me I'm to the top and they in disbelief
Wood full of za I'm punching in I'm finna hit the tree
How the fuck I make a cream soda look like Lipton tea?
Niggas odd, might try to send me up to God if I forget the G
When you died it broke my heart but I ain't cry cause it won't fix a thing

Uh
How you don't know my name
I'm just in this shit for paper I don't care about no fame
I ain't posting on the gram, I don't even show my face
I want a Lamb
But they keep calling me the Goat cause I'm great
I get in that mode for that dough
Don't care bout being known
I be high as fuck they like "where you been?"
I just lay low
Out the way focused on a bankroll
That's the main goal
Couple times I felt like giving up
I swear I came close