They Know

Chorus

Millions of people, know just how I feel
(They know)
Millions of people, know just how I feel
(They know)

Verse 1

Gotta’ join me they can’t beat me
Squeeze magazines competitors jet weekly
I gamble with a rap nigga life the bet’s measly
I’m adept I adapt to the war can wreck freely
Keep my enemies close? that’s non-sense
You can smell the garden of Eden I’m god scent
Riding through Jerusalem cruising with car tents
Big body lac’ in that bitch like a Star ship
Slicker than mad max
Rap bars, nascar, well fuck it I fast track
Skating through my memory bank no cash back
Coming for my royaltiеs pussy your ass capped
That’s your mans? Your mans doomed
Stop selling your soul to thеm people you damn fool
Bunch of house niggas be rappin’ for bland food
Fuck it, Mexico I figured I’d can coons

Chorus

Millions of people, know just how I feel
(They know)
Millions of people, know just how I feel
(They know)

Verse 2

Give me a year and I’m top 10
Only head shots my nigga I pop brims
Pryde said chill my nigga just let him live
I had to call an audible I hit the opp shins
They got me in my bag now
They confuse the rap style with a crack valve
Bitch ima’ milk the game I’m a cash cow
Plus ima’ hit a stain nigga ShamWow
Give me the word I might bomb ya’
Chi-Town nigga but I rap like I’m from Yonkers
Still down to pop a pistol but I’m conscious
Shooter hopping out the Maverick like he Doncic
Yea still feel me
My license plate legit but the cops they still grill me
Ya boy’s home
The cadence ill I’m in the pocket like Roy Jones

Chorus

Millions of people, know just how I feel