Know Me

They don't the things I did to get to here
Crystal ball was always cloudy never crystal clear
What everybody do in life I do that in a year
But sometimes I wanna cop a jet and then just disappear
They don't see me when I'm walking right back to the place
I was sitting in doubt
Finger on trigger that metal to settle a problem
I had that shit right in my mouth
They ain't see fights with the lady she driving me crazy
She hate me I'm kicking her out
They ain't see when the police had me cuffed and arrested
And beat up outside of my house
They ain't never lose five hundred thou'
They ain't never help everyone out
Just to get shit on in the end
Chewed up like gristle and spitted back out
Rock of the family I'm holding it down
Supposed to make everyone happy and proud
I can't even be sad, 'cause look what I have
That'd make me look like a coward
They don' t know that I'm struggling too
They don't know what I'm hustling through
They ain't never live how I did
With a knife on me when I'm coming to school
Always knew I had something to prove
Always knew that I wasn't gon' lose
But maybe I'm losing myself in the process
Addicted to making this money in moves
Yeah, how you cope and carry hella burdens
Still be serving everybody else and they think that you're perfect
They always treat me like a figure and never a person
Sometimes I gotta ask myself, "Is it really worth it?"

They think that they know me
I ain't let 'em' round to get close enough
Really they been think on the old me
They the first to fold when times get rough
Then they come back crawling
They making requests that always come with stipulations
Where we're you when I was cooking up in the basement
Hold up be quiet while they try to bring out the old me
Don't let 'em close still they thinking that they all know me

Tell the truth
No matter what I say they won't listen
So really tell me now what's the use?
Start a war to eventually making a truce
Turn their back and whisper they don't get my point of view
Yeah, I know
This exactly why I'd rather go and take the high road
They ain't see nothing like this before like they eyes closed
Greatest that you never heard I put that on the Bible
Focus on survival but

They think that they know me
I ain't let 'em' round to get close enough
Really they been think on the old me
They the first to fold when times get rough
Then they come back crawling
They making requests that always come with stipulations
Where we're you when I was cooking up in the basement
Hold up be quiet while they try to bring out the old me
Don't let 'em close still they thinking that they all know me



Credits
Writer(s): Zachary Lewis Beck, Michael Minelli, David Glen Cappa, Jeremy Michael Schmetterer
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