Know You Lyrics

They don't know you like you do

Never been in touch with you

Say you're what you never do

Say I'm changing

Guess I am

Never been basic

I've been stuck up on the same shit

Moving same as I was lately

I need all the money baby

Reason why I'm contemplating

Leaving all this in the past

Cuz rap has yet to fucking pay me

I'm not saying it's nobody's fault

In fact I fucking blame me

Cuz I ain't put my name out

Like I should I been kind of lazy

I been talking to some hoe I shouldn't

Pillow talking crazy

Thinking imma come and visit her ass down in San Diego

I ain't finna go

I ain't hitting no more

I mean the shit that I been writing

Just don't seem to flow

It ain't coming out as fluid as it was before

Maybe I climaxed hit a dry spell

And should it the road

But I can't do the walk of shame

I can never be hoed

I can never be hold in place

So just low and behold

My take

On this Shit

You done heard quite a few times before

But with a new approach

Nobody's wrote what I wrote

No-one's thought I what I think

I'm unique

I got shit to show

So it's a shit-show

For anyone that's trying to slow

The energy down

Or take my fucking confidence so

I suggest that you pack your bags

And bitch get out the door

Shit If could have this life shit my way

Then I'd be with ****

But I guess that life

Just wants me to turn into a rolling stone

So I guess wherever I set my beanie

Then that's where I'll go

It's fuck them all until I'm gone

Keep your two cents you're broke

They don't know you like you do

Never been in touch with you

Say you're what you never do

And they love to lie on you

I been going through it

Don't wanna get to into it

But I been put two and two in

Together and it's confusing

I'm spiraling to my doom and

I'm falling with all them bruises

and calling for help in music

But no one seems to be tuned in

I'm eager to find my use in

This world am I meant to do this

Or am I meant to be someone

That I will soon turn into

Cuz the money ain't coming in

It's got me feeling like I'm useless

I make excuses

My fear eats me alive and it consumes me

I gotta get my cash up

They doubt but I'm on they ass

They think that I'm finna bow out like shad moss

Y'all got that shit backwards

Y'all wouldn't know talent

If it smacked you

Showed up on your doorstep

And grabbed your

Front door

And stashed it in the back of a Mack truck

Then drove out there laughing

Rapper look for a verse

Who's asking

Want smoke

Imma turn that to ashes

Y'all really moving as if

You hot shit

But you not

Even if you microwaved your last shit

I'm gonna spaz bitch

They don't know I'm an assassin

I just been like CP3 when I'm passing

Up on these bitches I lob them they has-beens

Doctor Miami come fill up they asses

You act like you enlightened

Like you know what I am trying to do

I been trying to prove

That I'm fire in the booth

But you doubt

Acting like my sound isn't new

I done bodied every beat they brung

Rather eat your heart out

Than bite my tongue

I feel down just

get up

Round one

Is over

But round two I'm not done

I'm really tryna get my funds up

Bet y'all dumb dumbs

Won't be left with a crumb none

So bitch funs up

Yelled to your bitch hoe

Buns up

Get the KY and the condoms

I'm finna fuck some

Matter fact fuck KY I'm going in raw

I'm sick finna cough

I been on a roll

And I can never stop

I'm in a zone of my own

And they not even close

They don't know you like you do

Never been in touch with you

Say you're what you never do

And they love to lie on you