I Know

I know I feel how I feel for a reason
I know these Nigga's can't stand to see me breathing
Yea I be sliding I be gliding I be creeping
Homie snake but he thought I wouldn't peep it
And ion really do the off I play defense
Bust me a Nigga head for no reason
Me and Jaydo on the wop I be leaning
Get it to you by the pint if you feening
I beat that pussy how she like so she be creaming
The Nigga think he fucking with me then he dreaming
I'm on cruise control why theses Nigga's speeding
I got that pack coming later on this evening
If I pull it and I up it I'm a squeeze it
And I swear I won't miss please believe me
All these rap Nigga's love to talk greasy
But when a Nigga run down they be freezing
And all them cars you think they own they be leasing
Or a rental I ain't hating I'm just teaching
Lil homie gone off that Molly he be geeking
Boy these Nigga's they be changing like the seasons

And I know these Nigga's say they is but they ain't bout that life
And I know to keep my third eye open an keep that fire
And I know these Nigga's pie
And I know that I'm gone ride
And I know that they gone hide
And I know that they gone die
And I know I will survive
And I know to keep my drive
And I know to keep that ZaZa burning cause it keep me high

And I know that I use to cry bout everything that was going wrong
Looking up to the sky asking god what's going on
Answer my phone problems ion even want a phone
Lady with that bullshit I ain't even going home
Sitting in my car alone sipping outta styrofoam
Brain storm the meanest shit to spit up in that microphone
Fixing all my fucking wrongs
Smashing shit like Donkey Kong
Chasing after cheese it's just something bout that provolone
Chase it till I'm dead an gone if I don't I'm dead wrong
The realist to ever spit it they can put that on my head stone
They can put that on my headstone
Yeah they can put that on my headstone
I know these Nigga's dead wrong

I know
And I know these Nigga's say they is but they ain't bout that life
And I know to keep my third eye open an keep that fire
And I know these Nigga's pie
And I know that I'm gone ride
And I know that they gone hide
And I know that they gone die
And I know I will survive
And I know to keep my drive
And I know to keep that ZaZa burning it keep me high
And I know that I use to cry bout everything that was going wrong
Looking up to the sky asking god what's going on
And I was asking God what's going on
And I was asking God what's going on
These Nigga's went left they went wrong
What's going on around here
Cause I know
What's going on around here
I know
Bitch I know
Bitch I know
Bitch I know
Bitch I know
These Nigga's say they is but they ain't bout that life
And I know to keep my third eye open an keep that fire
And I know these Nigga's pie
And I know that I'm gone ride
And I know that they gone hide
And I know that they gone die
And I know I will survive
And I know to keep my drive
And I know to keep that ZaZa burning it keep me high
And I know that I use to cry bout everything that was going wrong
Looking up to the sky asking god what's going on