She Knows (feat. Amber Coffman & Cults)

She knows, she knows, ayy Bad things happen to the people you love And you find yourself praying up to heaven above But honestly I've never had much sympathy 'Cause those bad things, I always saw them coming for me I'm gonna run, run away (oh, I), run, run away, run away (oh, I-I-I) Run away and never come back Run, run away, run, run away (oh, I), run away (oh, I-I-I) Show 'em that your color is black (well, alright) Damned if I do Damned if I don't You know I got a girl back home You got a man, what you want? What you want? What these bitches want from a nigga? On some DMX shit, huh I know them other niggas love tricking On some BMX shit But not me Now I'm sure you done heard about me A black star, Mos Def, Kweli Good so them bad hoes try me, they try me This is Martin Luther King in the club Getting dubs With a bad bitch in his ear, saying that she down for whatever In the back of his mind is Coretta And she knows, she knows And I know she knows, and I know she knows And deep down she knows, she knows And I know she knows, and I know she knows Well, alright Oh, I, oh, I-I-I I can't be what you want from me Well, alright Oh, I, oh, I-I-I I can't be what you want from me Well, alright Damned if I do Damned if I don't I'm passing up on bad hoes Trying to be the man that she want, what she want What she, what she want from a nigga? To put a ring on it Got a bitch on my dick right now And she just wanna sing on it Got me up so high Tryna get a piece of that apple pie I be up so high Tryna get a piece of that apple pie Dancehall vibes with my pants on fire 'Cause I told her I was sleeping 'Cause I creep with this pretty young thing that I chose That she could be doing the same thing, I suppose And she knows, she knows And I know she knows, and I know she knows And deep down she knows, she knows And I know she knows, and I know she knows Well, alright Oh, I, oh, I-I-I I can't be what you want from me Well, alright Oh, I, oh, I-I-I I can't be what you want from me Well, alright Niggas say, "Turn up", hoes say, "Turn up" Only bad thing 'bout a star is they burn up Niggas say, "Turn up", hoes say, "Turn up" Only bad thing about a star is they burn up Rest in peace to Aaliyah Rest in peace to Left Eye (Left Eye) Michael Jackson, I'll see ya Just as soon as I die (I die) Got me up so high, tryna get a piece of that apple pie I be up so high, tryna get a piece of that apple pie Got me up so high, tryna get a piece of that apple pie I be up so high, tryna get a piece of that apple pie Well, alright Oh, I, oh, I-I-I I can't be what you want from me Well, alright Oh, I, oh, I-I-I I can't be what you want from me Well, alright Run away, run away Run away, run away Run away, run away Run away, run away