I Know

I could really see myself feeling this beat I could really need some help, put it simply Did you know that the sun in the sky is Meant for more than the ones who require it I know my flow is, an acquired taste I know I'll hold it, like a child's gaze Stop and think about all the great drives Got to leave I'm lost off the way side I should probably be focused on other things I should probably seem hopeful that's a luxury Can you guess that you're not that important Plan your next or get lost in commotion I know my glow up, in that trial phase I know I'll show up, with that tired face Start to act not half as bad Pardon that but old habits last I'm like, I know I know I know I know I know I know He know the flow cut, through all the comas Sleep on all that change, the back of the sofa Heroes always got links, no Epona God damn we really got the knack for this, my Sharona Sho 'nuff, the gold stuff, the federal res Not government funded, unlike terrorist threats A bouncy house, I'll be blowing up with my friends We're all explosive, you'd think we sampled Bumpy's Lament But if you let us in, you better allow the squad Most of the cats I know who got their dollars now are gone Our toes dipped in the pool, I know we breaking the rules But Muhammed did have Allah, what's a prophet without a god It's success if all the other greats love me Just a cherry on top if your fans watch I know it's Armageddon if you never make money I'm putting bands together better than Black Thought I'm like, I know I know I know I know I know I know Bad mouth and a bad fucking attitude Cashed out and we're laughing at the fact that you Can't see past your own insecurities Plant seeds or lash out in a fury scene We know the recipes we got the compendium We know the remedies we got a millennia Plan to make a splash in front of any passerby Classic phrasing with a hope our flows'll never die So best of the wishes, if you'll be expecting me To call it like I see it, but I watch you all just let it ring You'll get the fees, I'd rather sink a band in rap Than ever abandon rap, I put that shit on everything Sriracha, Garlic Rice, Tall Gin, Box of wine NotSo, God of Vice, Prophet, Dollar Signs Yeah, we've been drinking, don't keep your distance and all is fine Feed you tidbits when I see you dig it like a copper mine