I Know
Yeah, Yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah...
Yeah, Yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah...
I drink Champagne out the bottle
And take it to the neck
I can do this with my eyes closed
Give me my respect
I'm the realist n*gga I know that I know
Man I'm the realist n*gga I know that I know
Take care of my kid pay all my bills
Take care of my momma
Put her in my will
Need a house in the hills
Ask me how it feels
To be the man of the house
Putting bands in accounts
I been plannin this out
From a gram to an ounce
Oz to a pound
Put a pack in the mail
Hope the sh*t touchdown
Gotta do this sh*t right
Gotta make this sh*t count
We only get one life
So why wait do it now
Full time artist full time father
If you want it gotta grind harder
Yeah I use to be a bench player
Now look n*gga I'm a starter
Rarely miss like Harden
But I keep on scorin'
Gettin' faded out in Amsterdam
Drinkin' Champagne in the morning
I drink Champagne out the bottle
And take it to the neck
I can do this with my eyes closed
Give me my respect
I'm the realist n*gga I know, that I know
Man I'm the realist n*gga I know, that I know
I drink Champagne out the bottle
And take it to the neck
I can do this with my eyes closed
Give me my respect
I'm the realist n*gga I know that I know
Man I'm the realist n*gga I know that I know
Realist n*gga I know
Ridin' 'round with my woes
I had to go and get it from the dirt
Yea I've been down that road
Yea I've been down before
Down bad but I bounce back
Had the work up in my backpack
Strap up on my lap like a lap dance
New money counter just to count stacks
Had the hash way before hastags
Way before all that Instagram
I was pinching grams so I can stash that
First I count the money then I sanitize
I'm a real one I don't have to lie
Pourin' Champagne and we hella high
Pull up with my chick
She look dynamite Woah
I drink Champagne out the bottle
And take it to the neck
I can do this with my eyes closed
Give me my respect
I'm the realist n*gga I know, that I know
Man I'm the realist n*gga I know, that I know
I drink Champagne out the bottle
And take it to the neck
I can do this with my eyes closed
Give me my respect
I'm the realist n*gga I know that I know
Man I'm the realist n*gga I know that I know
Yeah yeah, yeah...
Yeah, Yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah...
I drink Champagne out the bottle
And take it to the neck
I can do this with my eyes closed
Give me my respect
I'm the realist n*gga I know that I know
Man I'm the realist n*gga I know that I know
Take care of my kid pay all my bills
Take care of my momma
Put her in my will
Need a house in the hills
Ask me how it feels
To be the man of the house
Putting bands in accounts
I been plannin this out
From a gram to an ounce
Oz to a pound
Put a pack in the mail
Hope the sh*t touchdown
Gotta do this sh*t right
Gotta make this sh*t count
We only get one life
So why wait do it now
Full time artist full time father
If you want it gotta grind harder
Yeah I use to be a bench player
Now look n*gga I'm a starter
Rarely miss like Harden
But I keep on scorin'
Gettin' faded out in Amsterdam
Drinkin' Champagne in the morning
I drink Champagne out the bottle
And take it to the neck
I can do this with my eyes closed
Give me my respect
I'm the realist n*gga I know, that I know
Man I'm the realist n*gga I know, that I know
I drink Champagne out the bottle
And take it to the neck
I can do this with my eyes closed
Give me my respect
I'm the realist n*gga I know that I know
Man I'm the realist n*gga I know that I know
Realist n*gga I know
Ridin' 'round with my woes
I had to go and get it from the dirt
Yea I've been down that road
Yea I've been down before
Down bad but I bounce back
Had the work up in my backpack
Strap up on my lap like a lap dance
New money counter just to count stacks
Had the hash way before hastags
Way before all that Instagram
I was pinching grams so I can stash that
First I count the money then I sanitize
I'm a real one I don't have to lie
Pourin' Champagne and we hella high
Pull up with my chick
She look dynamite Woah
I drink Champagne out the bottle
And take it to the neck
I can do this with my eyes closed
Give me my respect
I'm the realist n*gga I know, that I know
Man I'm the realist n*gga I know, that I know
I drink Champagne out the bottle
And take it to the neck
I can do this with my eyes closed
Give me my respect
I'm the realist n*gga I know that I know
Man I'm the realist n*gga I know that I know
Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Watchorn, Kirill Magai, Terell Safadi
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