KneW ThaT

I don't doubt if I'm on the right path
I can smell my success, stronger than a skunks ass
Whisky in a flask and a spliff in my pocket
If you ain't 'bout the profit then we shouldn't be talking

As dope as they come
Super rare, one of one
Place your bets on me... Don't be dumb
I'm not done, in fact, quite the opposite
You know its tough being modest when
You're the freshest in the building building oxygen
Sorry not sorry that's my ego tryna talk again
(Yeah)
Constantly bombarded with adversaries and setbacks
It refined me I bet the devil regrets that
Now, making money and memories' where my head's at
Every show I'm making something like ten racks
Tote bag filled with gold plaques, cashing old cheques
(Woo)

I got the dough, but you already knew that
I hot the hoes, but you already knew that
I got the clothes, but you already knew that
Investments doubled back so I copped me a new pad

Life's fast and I'm moving even faster
Doing my rounds and I'm about to overlap ya
Gas up, catch up because we gettin' plastered
Dancers shake they asses all around us

Whose he with the Bruce Lee punch lines
OZ's of the blue dream, unwind
High time that I go grind, get mine
While I'm still in my prime
Without the decimal, bank statement looking like pi
Got bars I ain't talking Klondike
On time with the flow, I'm in the zone
The more that I'm getting old, heart's getting cold

I got the dough, but you already knew that
I hot the hoes, but you already knew that
I got the clothes, but you already knew that
Investments doubled back so I copped me a new pad

Bitch!



Credits
Writer(s): Shawn Kyler Carbonell
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