Know Me
Whoa
Me
Yeah
Don't be mistaken
Been nicest since I was knee high
No please, no thank you
Don't bother me on my free time
Im
Just sitting soundly
And trying to make this dream fly, but
I don't think they really like me so
I turn the other cheek
Underneath
It just f with me
Wondering if it's worth it
Or end up working at Chuck E. Cheese
I'm tryna cook lines
F being a line cook
Only way of escaping
Is through a page in my rhyme book
Aight, look
I guess I'm sulky and moody
But I don't give a f this is what
You'd know if you knew me
So what's up
You either hate me or not
But don't you ever try to play with the cards that I got
Yuh
You either hate me or not
But don't you ever try to play with the cards that I got
Uh
Just keep it moving
Head up
Pushing right through it
Never losing your focus
Keep on doing this music
Yeah
Never let them
See you down when you stressing
Gotta be one to prove it
Keeping them 2nd guessing
Uh
Whoa
You don't know me
Oh
You won't love me
Oh oh baby
No no baby
No
You don't know me
My fallen verses
Are burdened with all my vices
They buried inside the wine
And the bottles chillin ice
You
Think it's easy
But me, I'm needing some guidance
Inebriated and writing
And hiding from advices cuz uh
These people think that I'm perfect
Never Don as a person
They never
Seen me and sister sleep the streets in a shelter
Lets face it
Or me and brother sharing sheets in a basement we raised in
But it's whatever now
I'm 'bout to raise the roof up
Get paid to kill the stages
In every city I grew up
Who? What?
Want the 2 bucks?
Honeys doing a strut
Never check in like Nike
But under arm her (armour) like new clutch
Breaking me up a new dutch
So where the weed be
I'll holler at Gerald Gillum
When being a G is Eazy, Uh
Just keep it moving
Head up
Pushing right through it
Never losing your focus
Keep on doing this music
Uh
Never let them
See you down when you stressing
Gotta be one to prove it
Keeping them 2nd guessing
Yeah
Whoa
You don't know me
Oh
You won't love me
Oh oh baby
No no baby
No
You don't know me
La la
Whoa Whoa
Me
Yeah
Don't be mistaken
Been nicest since I was knee high
No please, no thank you
Don't bother me on my free time
Im
Just sitting soundly
And trying to make this dream fly, but
I don't think they really like me so
I turn the other cheek
Underneath
It just f with me
Wondering if it's worth it
Or end up working at Chuck E. Cheese
I'm tryna cook lines
F being a line cook
Only way of escaping
Is through a page in my rhyme book
Aight, look
I guess I'm sulky and moody
But I don't give a f this is what
You'd know if you knew me
So what's up
You either hate me or not
But don't you ever try to play with the cards that I got
Yuh
You either hate me or not
But don't you ever try to play with the cards that I got
Uh
Just keep it moving
Head up
Pushing right through it
Never losing your focus
Keep on doing this music
Yeah
Never let them
See you down when you stressing
Gotta be one to prove it
Keeping them 2nd guessing
Uh
Whoa
You don't know me
Oh
You won't love me
Oh oh baby
No no baby
No
You don't know me
My fallen verses
Are burdened with all my vices
They buried inside the wine
And the bottles chillin ice
You
Think it's easy
But me, I'm needing some guidance
Inebriated and writing
And hiding from advices cuz uh
These people think that I'm perfect
Never Don as a person
They never
Seen me and sister sleep the streets in a shelter
Lets face it
Or me and brother sharing sheets in a basement we raised in
But it's whatever now
I'm 'bout to raise the roof up
Get paid to kill the stages
In every city I grew up
Who? What?
Want the 2 bucks?
Honeys doing a strut
Never check in like Nike
But under arm her (armour) like new clutch
Breaking me up a new dutch
So where the weed be
I'll holler at Gerald Gillum
When being a G is Eazy, Uh
Just keep it moving
Head up
Pushing right through it
Never losing your focus
Keep on doing this music
Uh
Never let them
See you down when you stressing
Gotta be one to prove it
Keeping them 2nd guessing
Yeah
Whoa
You don't know me
Oh
You won't love me
Oh oh baby
No no baby
No
You don't know me
La la
Whoa Whoa
Credits
Writer(s): Donavon Elijah Armstrong
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