“I Don’t Know” Lyrics [Written by ESQ & Da Internz]

Verse:
Just got a job bout a week ago
thank God cause the income’s getting low
and my car tags expired bout a week ago
riding dirty ‘round the cops gotta drive slow
yeah I met a cutie bout a week ago
she was at the same job I got a week ago
in my mind she fine as the kind
that you wine and you dine
now this is how the story goes

She was bad
a dima
she said her name was Rhonda
a beauty from behind was
a beauty like bahamas
I told her I’ll come over
come over
come over
I used my brother’s rover
she hoped right in the shoulder
Kelly in the holder
the holder
the holder
she thought that I was older
but little did she know

Chorus:
I gotta fake it
until I make it
tell me when will I make it
I don’t know

Verse:
Been riding around for an hour now
you know a little chit-chat pow-wow
she asked where the shoes really crocodile
I said, “huh, you couldn’t tell they were crocodile?!”
even though they couldn’t fit they fit my whole style
gotta keep the lie going - freestyle
cause in my mind she was fine as the kind
that you wine and you dine
here we go now

Keep it smooth - Sinatra
my game was on and proper
I’m broke - no bother
got money from my fahja (father)
I spent it like a baller
a baller
a baller
I told her I would spoil her
but really couldn’t afford her
she talkin’ I ignored her
I ignored her
Ignored her
this story ain’t in order
cause I just made it all up

Chorus:
I gotta fake it
until I make it
tell me when will I make it
I don’t know

Bridge:
Let’s make a toast to all my fakers - future makers
throw your glass up - your hands up - your glass up - your hands up
Let’s make a toast to all my fakers - future makers
throw your glass up - your hands up - your glass up - your hands up

Chorus:
I gotta fake it
until I make it
tell me when will I make it
I don’t know