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Flo Know's 2
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Flo Know's 2 was released on July 15, 2025 by Stone Age (Ra Division) as a part of the album Uninspired
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Release DateJuly 15, 2025
LabelStone Age (Ra Division)
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM75

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Reddeth
Reddeth
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Myles Washington
Myles Washington
Songwriter
Marc Soloman
Marc Soloman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hey Solo
Hey Solo
Engineer, Producer

Lyrics

Feel like my lady, she needs me. But so does everyone else
Always thinks that I'm leaving when I take time to myself
Just a couple rooms over, Babe. You can join if you like
She tells me "No." with a sigh. I close the door nice and quiet
It's my absence, in past, that baby never got over
She even calls me 'Little Italy' when I left her for Georgia
Though it too is true. I had more than a single new lover-
Before returning to hold her down. I'm trying to show her now-
I'm here
But not there
I'm near
But in your ear
It's clear
You think it's unfair
I gave it years
I'm here
But not there
I'm near
But in your ear
It's clear
You think it's unfair
I gave it years
I'm in her face and she's mad
Give her space then she's sad
Only time I see glad
Is through a bottle or bag
And she'll love me like that
Feelings pushed to the back
But they come out when we dance
Then, she'll remember her man
Apologize for her actions
Reassuring she's had
But we're better than that
I grew up when I left
Thinking she'd match the enhance.
But she's tying my hands.
And I'm over the fad
When I ran it was easy but thinking (of) leaving's the hardest.
I fought my demons and yours, but you sent yours out to slaughter my heart
I say I love you so easy then you just stare at the door.
Before reminding me, your mother tried to warn you 'bout artists
Alright, Flo
I'm here
But not there
I'm near
But in your ear
It's clear
You think it's unfair
I gave it years
-
I'm here
But not there
I'm near
But in your ear
It's clear
You think it's unfair
I gave it years
-
WOOOO
Aye Marc you good with this shit
Who the fuck you thought carried Florence from coney to Santa Monica pier
****, I'm really him
The epitome. F.E.C, the facility, Archer still got the remedy if a problem appears
Yea, the brew's getting nicer. Marc splice and I crack a beer
Got wiser with every sip
Big L's are made for this shit, Red silky lay with your bitch
The GOAT got snakes on his wrist. Cut the line, I'm a VIP
Some white kids say I'm "the tits". I don't bang but I-
I went from looker to pusher
The bleachers to teaching **** how to shoot.
Bottom feeder to the greener rooms
See through to tinted caddy roofs
From passed on to passing out the juice
From G-town, Lucy, Mary, booze
To rooftops with the same group
Ain't much really changed but the views
High percent usage of the old
Taking vault rust and making gold
Sprinkle grey matter on a doughnut
This is so much more than a roll
Tax season, she gone get a call
Might just even call her crib home
Tribulations, they sent violent troupe
But words only hurt if you choke, BITCH
Drop back, still in the pocket
I don't believe you **** really watching
I done dropped knowledge that'll get me pulitzered
I got this shit rigged; you can win, but we profit
Bars of wasabi on side, it's an option
I'm mild mannered but I'll flip if you're flopping
No flocking. I don't trust a soul 'cept for momma
My brothers, my sister, them kids and the shaman
This shit is an honor
Ran the routes without a coach and got scouted
Life is a game, so, we table topped it
Our homebrew campaign got hot
Rudimentary, its simple for cuz
Push the (enve)lope and put my family up
Cool breeze, he's relief to the duct
Do My Thing, Feel Like O, the big one
Not for sale, if you caught the big front
Written by: Marc Soloman, Myles Washington
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