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I Know
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Hip-Hop/Rap
I Know was released on June 30, 2023 by Break The Bank Records/MondasVille as a part of the album A Million Tears
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Release DateJune 30, 2023
LabelBreak The Bank Records/MondasVille
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM93

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ajani Smith
Ajani Smith
Songwriter

Lyrics

And I know how it feel to lose it all
You overthinking, you feel lost
You don't got nobody to call on
You don't got nobody to vent too
Cause your feelings you don't wanna talk about em
Plottin' on the bank, I'm tryna break it
I had a conversation with the devil, he told me I'm His favorite
Marni on my bracelet, stay up in the latest
Cause I cannot be basic
That pain turn me into a monster
It ain't no money in my feelings, I'm stayin' out of em
If I ain't had this dog shit, would they be proud of Me
I don't gotta say a word, my pockets speak loud for Me
And I know how it feel to lose it all
You overthinking, you feel lost
You don't got nobody to call on
You don't got nobody to vent to
Cause your feelin's you don't wanna talk bout em
I had to lose myself to find myself
Plenty times I wanted to quit, but I remind myself
That I'm that ****
Pull up in some fly shit, windows tinted
I'ma get this shit long as they print it
Ain't no **** ever turn bank up, I been lit
Make a hundred M's on my to-do list, I'm sticking to The mission
This shit ain't fall inside my lap , I put my all in this
If we ain't the youngest **** turnt then what you Call this ?
I'ma kick them doors down and let my dogs in
I don't mind taking a loss, cause I'm too damaged to Win
I know this shit forever rolling, so I don't count what I spend
I lost it all, I ain't gon' lose it again
If he with me, he having motion, I don't do regular Friends
S-550 on the Maybach, not no regular Benz
I had a hold on my heart, I think its workin' again
I push my pockets to the maximum, my feelings on Minimum
Young and super turnt, so all them bitches tryna Get wit him
I be lookin' in the mirror like ain't no **** out here Real as him
Pull up in some super, fly shit, windows tinted up
I don't talk back, they ain't talking money, I ain't Hearin' them
Real young, shiner I be in Gallery more than Trent & Them
The streets a leave a mark, especially when you lose Your friends in them
Watch my dreams crumble in my hand, but still ain't Give em up
And I know how it feel to lose it all
You overthinking, you feel lost
You ain't got nobody to call on
You ain't got nobody to vent to
Cause your feelin's you don't wanna talk bout em
Written by: Ajani Smith
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