[Hook: Pook Paperz]
If you don't know nothin' bout me, n***a
Know that I'm trill, my n***a, know that I'm stamped
Know if I can trust you, then I can't fuck wit you
You ain't gettin' no dap, I got no love for the fakes
I don't mess with no snakes and I don't fuck with no rats
My n***a, that's facts, if you don't know nothin' about me n***a
Know dat!

[Verse 1: Pook Paperz]
What happened to morals or to being loyal?
Hearing voice in my head sayin' n***as ain't for you
That's why I only fuck with a select few
Keep your circle tight, cuz, that's what you best do
It be the ones that you never ever expect to
And stand next to, that'll tuurn around and stretch you
Fold you like a pretzel
It's fucked up but shit, that's how it is
It's loyalty and trust cuz, don't exist
N***as'll snake you over money, not over chicks
That's why I watch who I call my friends

[Hook: Pook Paperz]
If you don't know nothin' bout me, n***a
Know that I'm trill, my n***a, know that I'm stamped
Know if I can trust you, then I can't fuck wit you
You ain't gettin' no dap, I got no love for the fakes
I don't mess with no snakes and I don't fuck with no rats
My n***a, that's facts, if you don't know nothin' about me n***a
Know dat!

[Verse 2: Pook Paperz]
What happened to rockin' or to being solid
N***as foldin' under pressure, making statements to the cops
Take their homie's freedom, turn them into lifers
What happened to honor? I thought tellin' not an option
How the fuck you do n***as in ya crew like that?
Stand up n***as, only few like that
It be the ones you trust, and never think they do you like that
That'll turn around cuz, and do you just like that
And that's facts
That's one thing about a snake, you'll never see em comin'
They're cold blooded, stare in ya face, say they love you
You turn around, stab you in ya back over nothin'
You know nothin' bout paperz, just know he a hunnit

[Hook: Pook Paperz]
If you don't know nothin' bout me, n***a
Know that I'm trill, my n***a, know that I'm stamped
Know if I can trust you, then I can't fuck wit you
You ain't gettin' no dap, I got no love for the fakes
I don't mess with no snakes and I don't fuck with no rats
My n***a, that's facts, if you don't know nothin' about me n***a
Know dat!
[Verse 3: Pook Paperz]
I swear, it's nothin' like havin' morals
And nothin' more better than bein' loyal
I swear, it's nothin' like bein' real
And, wakin' up, knowin' that you're trill
I swear, it's nothin' like bein' solid
When it's your time to go, dying wit ya honor
I swear, it's nothin' like bein' stamped
And respected wherever you're at
It's no better feelin' than that