"They Know What's Up" lyrics

"They Know What's Up"

Ayy, yeah

Seem like a lotta niggas wanna bring you down when you on your way up
Lotta people hate themselves, guess that's why they hate us
Fear itself'll kill you faster than what you afraid of
I gotta go find out exactly what the fuck I'm made of
Ask them folks who on a wave, bet you they gon' say us
Ask them folks who work the hardest, bet you they gon' say us
Ask 'em who really deserve this shit, I bet they say us
For real, they know what's up, ayy, okay

I'm all in from the cradle to the grave dirt
My plan B is just a plan to make plan A work
Nigga, I can't abort the mission 'cause of your indifference
Seen too many niggas forfeit riches makin' poor decisions
Fuck a zodiac, where the money signs?
I done wrote a hundred lines somethin' like a hundred times
I done paid my dues to write sober, watch for the underline
I know the pledge is all yours, but the summer's mine
See, I done slept on many floors and in plenty cars
Prayed to God at many skies, made a wish on plenty stars
Risked it all with my dogs, tryin' to live it large
We don't know what limits are
Like Kanye, I stretch my hands out to niggas only for them to not get involved
Say you can lead a horse to water, but you can't make people think they are
More than exactly what they think they are
Big-head niggas thinkin' small

They all wanna bring you down when you on your way up
Lotta people hate themselves, guess that's why they hate us
Fear itself'll kill you faster than what you afraid of
I gotta go find out exactly what the fuck I'm made of
Ask them folks who on a wave, bet you they gon' say us
Ask them folks who work the hardest, bet you they gon' say us
Ask 'em who really deserve this shit, I bet they say us
For real, they know what's up

The way I see it, y'all niggas hoes whose weaknesses get exposed
When I'm in that mode, I show you just how far the gap between us can really grow
Discipline myself, went from hittin' hoes to hittin' goals
To hoes hittin' me up like, "Damn, I guess we ain't friends no more"
They won't give you your flowers until you in a rose
But I know I'm a gifted soul, I could pick 'em on my own
Inventory was low, but I still knew I had more in store
Hundred mountains climbed, a million more to go, fuck it
Nigga endlessly searchin', endlessly workin', it's part of the game
Phone on DND, but I still heard greatness callin' my name
Pressure couldn't break me, I discover it's all through the strain
Get them wins and share 'em with my brothers, it's all for the game
Runnin' towards the grind, I embraced it when y'all would complain
Niggas been attracted to results like a moth to a flame
They think we 'Luminati, all the losses we saw for the gains
The reason is often the same

They wanna bring you down when you on your way up
Lotta people hate themselves, guess that's why they hate us
Fear itself'll kill you faster than what you afraid of
I gotta go find out exactly what the fuck I'm made of
Ask them folks who on a wave, bet you they gon' say us
Ask them folks who work the hardest, bet you they gon' say us
Ask 'em who really deserve this shit, I bet they say us
For real, they know what's up, yeah


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