I Know - Chris Travis

Say baby, we can run the streets

I’m rolling up, herb and she kissing on my cheek

My old girl tripping she won’t let me be

She said my new bitch, made me weak

Why these niggas won’t let me be?

They mad I got bitches and my steez so unique

Since a young nigga, I practice what I preach

Better watch ya mouth 'cause you sow what you reap

Or is it reap what you sow?

I sent this shit backward 'cause I thought that you should know

See niggas nowadays just don’t have no hope

They don’t pay attention, they just going with the flow

I might have to lead them on

Just like a teasing bitch in her leggings and her draws

All my old friends need to let me go

They see a nigga getting bank they try to tag along

I’m in New York, specifically Manhattan

I’m with a bitch, we staying at the Mad Hatter

But fuck boy my life something special

I made it far knowing I’m a down south rebel

At the bar, drinking wine, all in her ear

Feeling her head up, saying shit she wanna hear

She said she ain’t want nothing but my time

She thought a nigga pretty, shit I ain’t spend a dime

Like damn I’m thinking in my mind

I can’t fucking leave this girl, I’ma give it time

I’ma let the heat simmer down

And fuck her ass tonight while I still got the time

You niggas is so out of line

I got your girl at my show, the V.I.P line

Like nigga let’s be for real

A young nigga from the South, Ima keep it real

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