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I Know
Hip-Hop/Rap
I Know was released on June 26, 2026 by Year of The Flourish / Good Writtens as a part of the album Whether You Know It Or Not
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Release DateJune 26, 2026
LabelYear of The Flourish / Good Writtens
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM66

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Christopher Thompson
Christopher Thompson
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Thompson
Christopher Thompson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Genesis Renji
Genesis Renji
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know
I know who I am momma
I know what I am momma
I'm blessed wit' the Gift of Gab,
I know who I am father
Why should I give I damn, they hate what they ain't stoppin'
I don't give a fuck if they ain't droppin'
You know what it was cause I ain't floppin'
Target the line in the road
I walk a path meant for a ***** that's chose
Written in history, lineage shows,
I don't do this shit for a victory, no
Come walk with a *****
Come talk with a *****
They know I'm the savior
I been had the pavement
I'm lockin' up shit like my name was Jrue Holiday, knew what it was when they felt a way
It's true, guarding the throne like a fortress, and I never sway
Defensive so tight, make em rue the day
Then I'm right back on offense,
***** I'm scorchin', ballin'
Check my pivot, jab step step back,
***** I clipped em', instinct
Red dot, head shot
Every ***** went against me,
***** turned to dead opp
Heard em say my name, and I appeared cause ****** scared now
Rappin' was a hobby for you ******,
I'm aware now
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know
I know who I am father
I know what I am father
I'm blessed wit' the Gift of Gab
I know who I am momma
Why should I give a damn,
they want you dead or in jail
Hopin' that a ***** fail so I had decisions to make
What was I willing to give,
What was I willing to take,
Sometimes it's deeper than fate
When words don't feel like power
What was I hurt for the sake;
A dreams that turned to dust
I was given some promises
knowin' them bitches could break
Truth and lies that wasn't really my place
So I can't tell if this shit a mistake, real ***** gon' find em' a way
And it took me a slight bit of time, but I ain't out here trippin' on rappers,
Give a fuck about which one of yall ****** lyin'
But when it comes to the truth of the matter, if you got a followin',
I hope that you give it some mind
Pay attention to what you push in yo' lyrics,
That microscope can change how ****** livin'
If they got a chance to corrupt ****** mission,
If you talkin' pape, then they mentionin' killin'
If you mention killin', they talkin' about dealin', it is what it isn't, the fuck can we give em'
We talkin' bout life, and they hate how shit is written, that's the problem with you critics,
But understand this ain't scripted
****** die for what they condition
I am not a role model, I ain't writin' for yo' children
I'm speakin' on what's the real
And how a ***** heal em,
I know this shit a deal,
and ****** know that its afflictions,
given
I know, I know
Written by: Christopher Thompson
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