I Know

I been locked in with my family
I get my team a win
She gon' block me when she mad at me
I get my green and dip
How you feel when I ghost
She on me 'cause I'm gold
Give her flowers that ain't rose
Them bitches stink that I know
Need 'em pink
Fuchsia maybe what she think
Might go crazy worried bout it
So I stop
Smell the flowers that I copped
Then I leave
You can't carry conversations
And you won't carry me
So change the fuckin' station aye

Imma sad boy baby don't you hear them 808's
I been tryna tell you baby
That I been a great debate
I been me since a youth
From the cradle to the grave
DMX in my shoots
What them bitches gotta say

Tell me something real
Tell me something real
You going leave again
You going leave again
I stopped popping pills
It just gave me chills
Can we be we again
I just need my friend

Tell me something real
Tell me something real
You going leave again
You going leave again
I stopped popping pills
It just gave me chills
Can we be we again
I just need my friend

I know that you solo in ya actions again
I know that you dolo so you can't let me in
I know that you solo in ya actions again
I know that you dolo so you can't let me in



Credits
Writer(s): Kwanell Woodhouse
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