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I Know
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Hip-Hop/Rap
I Know was released on November 19, 2021 by Free Buckz as a part of the album Never Looking Back Vol 1.
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Release DateNovember 19, 2021
LabelFree Buckz
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lloyd Smith
Lloyd Smith
Songwriter

Lyrics

I know the rules to the trenches
The scars that I got can you handle it
I just wanna keep on winning the shit that we been through they don't understand it
I got these drugs in my system police coming jumping out the window
You a fan don't pretend tho when them shooters come better get low
F opinions I just go harder
The shit I seen made me move smarter
Me momma and my lil brother and she bout to have a lil daughter
we got dads but they not fathers they my bro's treat them like my brothers
Start changing then I cut em off damn I thought them n was my dawgs
F the opps I wanna kills em all
Big guns but my circle small
Free the guys screaming fuck the law
And ion't even wanna make a call
Cause I don't know n gone answer
Brandon died asked god for answers I ain't even suppose to get a answer
I just cried cause I missed Brandon
I cried when charity tried to wake up Brandon
Swear to god that shit made s made me madder
I'm so fucking lost in these streets gotta college meeting in a week
No I ain't dying in these streets
My mom and my brothers need me
I know the rules to the trenches
The scars that I got can you handle it
I just wanna keep on winning the shit that we been through they don't understand it
I got these drugs in my system police coming jumping out the window
You a fan don't pretend tho when them shooters come better get low
I know the rules to the trenches
The scars that I got can you handle it
I just wanna keep on winning the shit that we been through they don't understand it
I got these drugs in my system police coming jumping out the window
You a fan don't pretend tho when them shooters come better get low
F opinions I just go harder
And we ain't shooting from a distance
Every bullet got pain you gone feel this
I feel they ain't loyal six senses
I KNOW that I'm right I ain't tripping
Thought you was my mans but I missed it
The plans that had you against it
I watched you pretend like you with it
F it meet the bullets out my smithing
Meet the bullets out my smithing
Meet the bullets out my smithing
Meet the bullets out my smithing
I know the rules to the trenches
The scars that I got can you handle it
I just wanna keep on winning the shit that we been through they don't understand it
I got these drugs in my system police coming jumping out the window
You a fan don't pretend tho when them shooters come better get low
I know the rules to the trenches
The scars that I got can you handle it
I just wanna keep on winning the shit that we been through they don't understand it
I got these drugs in my system police coming jumping out the window
You a fan don't pretend tho when them shooters come better get low
Man its time to run that bag up man
Fuck all the rest of that shit on god
I ain't playing me and right hand we going heavy on my mom
We ain't f with you weird a N on god
Gang shit
Written by: Lloyd Smith
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