She Knows (feat. Amber Coffman & Cults)

She knows
She knows, ayy
Bad things happen to the people you love
And you find yourself praying up to Heaven above
But honestly I've never had much sympathy
'Cause those bad things, I always saw them coming for me
I'm gonna run, run away (oh, I), run, run away, run away (oh, I-I-I)
Run away and never come back (well, alright)
Run, run away, run, run away (oh, I), run away (oh, I-I-I)
Show 'em that your color is black (well, alright)

D- if I do, d- if I don't
You know I got a girl back home
You got a man, what you want? What you want?
What these b- want from a n-?
On some DMX -, huh
I know them other n- love tricking
On some BMX sh-, but not me

Now I'm sure you done heard about me
A black star, Mos Def, Kweli
Good, so them bad h- try me, they try me, huh
This is Martin Luther King in the club, getting dubs, huh
With a bad b- in his ear, saying that she down for whatever
In the back of his mind is Coretta

And she knows, she knows
And I know she knows, and I know she knows
And deep down she knows, she knows
And I know she knows, and I know she knows

Well, alright
Oh, I, oh, I-I-I
I can't be what you want from me, well, alright
Oh, I, oh, I-I-I
I can't be what you want from me, well, alright

D- if I do (sh-), d- if I don't (uh)
I'm passing up on bad -
Trying to be the man that she want, what she want?
What, what she want from a n-?
To put a ring on it, uh
Got a b- on my d- right now
And she just wanna sing on it, uh

Got me up so high, tryna get a piece of that apple pie, uh
I be up so high, tryna get a piece of that apple pie
Dancehall vibes with my pants on fire
'Cause I told her I was sleeping
'Cause I creep with this pretty young thing that I chose
'Cause she could be doing the same thing, I suppose

And she knows, she knows
And I know she knows, and I know she knows
And deep down she knows, she knows
And I know she knows, and I know she knows

Well, alright
Oh, I, oh, I-I-I
I can't be what you want from me, well, alright
Oh, I, oh, I-I-I
I can't be what you want from me, well, alright

N- say, "Turn up," h- say, "Turn up"
Only bad thing 'bout a star is they burn up
N- say, "Turn up," h- say, "Turn up"
Only bad thing about a star is they burn up
Rest in peace to Aaliyah
Rest in peace to Left Eye (Left Eye)
Michael Jackson, I'll see ya
Just as soon as I die (I die)

Got me up so high, tryna get a piece of that apple pie
I be up so high, tryna get a piece of that apple pie
Got me up so high, tryna get a piece of that apple pie
I be up so high, tryna get a piece of that apple pie

Well, alright
Oh, I, oh, I-I-I
I can't be what you want from me, well, alright
Oh, I, oh, I-I-I
I can't be what you want from me, well, alright

Run away, run away, back (oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh)
Run away, run away, back (oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh)
Run away, run away, back (oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh)
Run away, run away, back (oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh)