Foolish - Berner, DMX

I know I may Sound Foolish

You may not understand

(Not At All)

Cats keep talking bout (ME)

Keep running they mouth about (ME)

When they don’t know nothing bout (ME)

I’ve been given a second chance, so respect the stance

You plan to go reckless, and you make reckless plans

Show respect, and we can dance, bitch ass nigga

Motherfuck you and your mans, we can do it with the hands

Fuck I need a gun for, I done fucked a lot of bitches already, so when it come

to pussy, you just one more

Hit him with the 1−4, what’s that?

That’s when you knowing niggas a bitch and he still get the gun

You like what for?

Really?

you want more

Come through then click click boom, click click boom, take off the front door

Brains on the wall like paint, cause I don’t need to know what it is,

long as I know what it ain’t

Ain’t a fucking thing fake about me

The devil’s spent so much time ruining my life, what would the snake do without

me?

Keep running your fucking mouth, we’ll see what happens to niggas that keep

running they fucking mouth

Then get knocked the fuck out, nigga

Cats keep talking bout me

Keep running they mouth about me

When they don’t know nothing bout me

What they know about?

A drought made I’m still tryna get my orders out

They say they the kingpin, why they playing with my older route?

Black mini van, I’m just tryna keep the odor out

Million dollar drop, I’m stash house shopping

You know me, I got the trap back popping

They want war, until their shit get shot up

Till they get blackballed, then they run dry on product

God forgive me, I’m haunted by my sins

I ball in my sleep, they want me locked up with my friends

New Gucci frames, I put rocks around the lenses

I pull up to my show, and hop out of my Benz

You know me, OG with the work and all

Brown bag full of cash, Imma burn it all

Shopping cart full of rubber bands

Yeah I re-up when the money lands

Cats keep talking bout me

Keep running they mouth about me

When they don’t know nothing bout me

How you jealous when you made the wrong choices?

Watch the world fall apart, when I sleep I hear voices

Tryna downplay the vision, all the hate is just poison

Guess I gotta go to war, I try my best to avoid it

And competition ain’t something that I’m thinking bout

While I’m out living, doing everything I dreamed about

You need something else to speak about?

Where your work go?

I pulled up, and I cleaned them out

Thousand lighters, Imma need some more bags

I heard your product just sits on the shelf and goes bad

Man someone put a pistol in his mouth

I’m tired of this clown, set fire to his house

Pillow talking with a bitch, that’s what a bitch do

I’m outside in a pandemic, making big moves

I heard you crying about the looting, I got hit too

Someone put cement in his shoes, and make him fish food

Cats keep talking bout me

Keep running they mouth about me

When they don’t know nothing bout me