$hane-0 - You know

You already know
You don't know I what go Thur (You don't)
Please stop calling my phone
Just leave me alone
Yeah, I'm smelling good
Yeah, that's my Cologne (Chanel)
Sometimes I feel like a f****** clone (Yeah)
Everything on me vlone (What?)
Yeah, my hart was stolen (Huh)
Drugs, loaded in my system (Yeah)
Guns, so sick now you got symptoms (Yeah)
No I'm not talking about Covid (Nah)
Just got a new glock19 with dick (Whoa)

Son, grew up to be a pimp though
Thoughts so scary, swept right under the rug
All I wanted was a hug, instead I got drunk
Two 12's in the trunk, getting big wit E train
All my clothes looking like they shrunk
I don't give a f*** about b**** (Nah)
I'm just tryna get rich (Yuh) Richard on my right wrist (Yuh)
Boy you a pup you on the nice list, big rocks all up on my fist (Yeah)
Yeah my diamonds really gliss
I said it more then once, baby I do not kiss (I don't)
I'm already broken, driving the whip like it's stolen, ice on me I'm really frozen
When it comes to this shit I feel like I was chosen
F*** a hand, money's the only thing that I'm holding (Yeah)
Ask me anything I bet I ain't folding (On god)
All these emotions I'm really showing
You still won't care (Yeah)
I swear life ain't fair (No no)
That's why I gotta make it there
My mom said I were my hart on my sleeve
I thought about cutting my wrist and watch it bleed
Will I ever wake up from this dream
I take these pills to feel my closure
When I'm gone, this is for my sister's don't worry just look over your shoulder
Now this b**** begging me to come over
My hart was stabbed, I remember they all laughed (Yeah)
I thought about gassing it and crashing
How I come from 140 to 300 on the dash man (How)
I bet they all crying on they ass man (Yup)
This music is really my passion (It is)
I hope this money brings me happiness
I'm tired of all this sadness
I'm the definition of a sad boy
In school I wasn't really a bad boy
Growing up I was so lonely
All these bitches so phony

You already know
You don't know I what go Thur (You don't)
Please stop calling my phone
Just leave me alone
Yeah, I'm smelling good
Yeah, that's my Cologne (Chanel)
Sometimes I feel like a f****** clone (Yeah)
Everything on me vlone (What?)
Yeah, my hart was stolen
Drugs, loaded in my system
Guns, so sick now you got symptoms
No I'm not talking about Covid (Nah)
Just got a new glock19 with dick (Whoa)

Written by:
Shane Kogler

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