Little Do You Know
I know how I'm breaking while you fall asleep
Let me know (I hear you), I'm still haunted by the memories (by the memories, yeah)
Myself, piece by piece
Little do you know, need a little more time
Say what, Rami?
Mind your business, that's how we living
Time is money, pay attention to how you spending
Currency is time, I'm forever ballin' like Skylar Diggins
I do that shit with me and all my ninjas like Tyler Blevins
Giving niggas hell in the booth, yeah, I'm tired of sinnin'
Hating, but oh well, pussy boy, I ain't tired of winning
Leader of my set, in my hood and I gotta mention
I'm tryna shed light on my lil' niggas that's tired of spinnin'
Went from doing bad to doing good, now we trippin'
Catch me in the Benz, too deep with Reid Griffin
I'm in my own world, when I drink, I'ma keep sippin'
Kenneth said, I'm blessed I got the shit that the streets missin'
And man, I get better with time, yeah, I'm only getting better
My new bitch is a diamond, she get wet, I get her wetter
I know she runnin' shit, but on the guys, I never sweat her
I won't let her play me, I'm a player, I forget her, hear me?
I speak the real, ask who here when I'm rappin', yeah
And women, I don't reappear when they happen, nah
They holdin' grudges, now I'm clocking the clicking, yeah
And random judges ain't gon' stop me from shittin', you feel me?
And they can't take me, so they dishin' out the hate
I play him from a distance, if they ask, I'm doing great
Wait patient for my moment, yeah, you know it's better late than never
I got two words that I'ma say together, fuck 'em
It's only right I dedicate this to niggas downplayin' on my shit
'Cause they can't take this, the ones who hoes skatin'
But it's me, so they don't say shit
I put the B in best before I go, I need a naysmith
My bitch that got a bitch, want house party on some play shit
Before anyone else, don't need a bitch when I say bae shit
And speaking to them hoes about my actions, that's some gay shit
The niggas super south, they gotta pound them on some trace shit
I'm back in my bag now
Starting to possess the shit that I never had now
This shit is all good, 'til they show you it's bad now
They didn't give a fuck when I was stuck, but they mad now
I never had a youngin', but they calling me dad now
Shit, hold up, nigga
Yeah, say Rob, you're a young king, nigga
You can't do nothin' but feel me on this one, love
Gotta make my family happy, way too much time invested in me
Mama 2020, she got the eye for blessings in me
Got my heart, I mean it, you need the world, I swear I got it
Say you love me, mean it, so hold it tight and never drop it
Lovin' vibes now, partying out of town, shots of Hennessy
She only go if they outta crown, whole lot of yapping
But I promise it's not a sound
Imagine talkin' shit to other players from out of bound
Beat, nigga
Huh, you hear me?
Don't tell him I ain't tell himself, you hear me?
Zow, nigga
Whole lot of we stay lit shit going on, man, OTB, full life, man
That's how we come, yeah, man
Let me know (I hear you), I'm still haunted by the memories (by the memories, yeah)
Myself, piece by piece
Little do you know, need a little more time
Say what, Rami?
Mind your business, that's how we living
Time is money, pay attention to how you spending
Currency is time, I'm forever ballin' like Skylar Diggins
I do that shit with me and all my ninjas like Tyler Blevins
Giving niggas hell in the booth, yeah, I'm tired of sinnin'
Hating, but oh well, pussy boy, I ain't tired of winning
Leader of my set, in my hood and I gotta mention
I'm tryna shed light on my lil' niggas that's tired of spinnin'
Went from doing bad to doing good, now we trippin'
Catch me in the Benz, too deep with Reid Griffin
I'm in my own world, when I drink, I'ma keep sippin'
Kenneth said, I'm blessed I got the shit that the streets missin'
And man, I get better with time, yeah, I'm only getting better
My new bitch is a diamond, she get wet, I get her wetter
I know she runnin' shit, but on the guys, I never sweat her
I won't let her play me, I'm a player, I forget her, hear me?
I speak the real, ask who here when I'm rappin', yeah
And women, I don't reappear when they happen, nah
They holdin' grudges, now I'm clocking the clicking, yeah
And random judges ain't gon' stop me from shittin', you feel me?
And they can't take me, so they dishin' out the hate
I play him from a distance, if they ask, I'm doing great
Wait patient for my moment, yeah, you know it's better late than never
I got two words that I'ma say together, fuck 'em
It's only right I dedicate this to niggas downplayin' on my shit
'Cause they can't take this, the ones who hoes skatin'
But it's me, so they don't say shit
I put the B in best before I go, I need a naysmith
My bitch that got a bitch, want house party on some play shit
Before anyone else, don't need a bitch when I say bae shit
And speaking to them hoes about my actions, that's some gay shit
The niggas super south, they gotta pound them on some trace shit
I'm back in my bag now
Starting to possess the shit that I never had now
This shit is all good, 'til they show you it's bad now
They didn't give a fuck when I was stuck, but they mad now
I never had a youngin', but they calling me dad now
Shit, hold up, nigga
Yeah, say Rob, you're a young king, nigga
You can't do nothin' but feel me on this one, love
Gotta make my family happy, way too much time invested in me
Mama 2020, she got the eye for blessings in me
Got my heart, I mean it, you need the world, I swear I got it
Say you love me, mean it, so hold it tight and never drop it
Lovin' vibes now, partying out of town, shots of Hennessy
She only go if they outta crown, whole lot of yapping
But I promise it's not a sound
Imagine talkin' shit to other players from out of bound
Beat, nigga
Huh, you hear me?
Don't tell him I ain't tell himself, you hear me?
Zow, nigga
Whole lot of we stay lit shit going on, man, OTB, full life, man
That's how we come, yeah, man
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Writer(s): Byan Anderson
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