Joell Ortiz, Novel - Like I Know lyrics

I'm a real dude
So let me let y'all know something
Always be the first one riding
Never hit Joe frontin'
But see I'm not a yes man
I keep a "no" button
So don't ever question my loyalty
'cuz of Joe Budden
I'm real to myself fight for
What I believe is right
Regardless of what bloggers blog
Or what these people write
Slaughterhouse, and my known involvement
Affects the movement but we spoke
They respected it and I kept it moving
I ain't a troublemaker, I'm a gutter hater
Wanna move my mother out these
Projects into something major
I want my son to see a
World that I ain't never saw
I want my man to pick up
A check instead of raw
As far as Benzino, I ain't know son
My man said "he used to own
The Source", I said "ohh, son"
He ain't gotta like my flow son
That's his opinion but my niggas get pumped
When niggas show guns
(His man: But also chips)

If you know, like I know
There's gonna be hard times
If you go, wherever I go trouble may follow
Help me lord, save my soul
Before it gets good, it's gonna get bad
Gotta get these devils off my back

"Now tell me why I gotta come
Home and the crib dirty looking
I don't wanna eat out no mo'
Girl where the home cooking?
I snatched you out the projects
I don't ask for much
Why them dishes still in the sink?
That's stuff we had for lunch the other day
My mother says I should leave you
My friends say I should leave you
I'm arguing with these people
My reasons is getting weak, boo
They killing me, help me keep you here
No, they're not tryna be foul
It's just these people care
When I come home in the AM
I get the evil-stare
No I wasn't cheating, I was rapping, aight?
You know, the shit that pay the bills
Keep you chatting at night
With your thumb on that remote
Turning to channels you like
On that big-ass flat-screen with
The ambient lights
Reflecting off the wood floors you
Never had in your life
Do you know how many girls would
Love to be in your shoes?
Fry some chicken, sweep the kitchen
That's the least you could do"