Kidd Saturday - They Know (feat. Jaylon Musa & DJ JC) Lyrics

You know why I back up
Just look at what's happening around you
I mean
I don't know about y'all
But theres nothing saying that I'm going to make it to the end of the day
But what I do know
And I know, they know it too
Is that
If I didn't come back
If I didn't show them what being black in America really meant
Who would
You

Guess who back in action
Oh, get ready get ready
Waited
My pockets weighing
Said mama
We heavy we heavy
Drama
Drowning problems
Endorsing the face of Levee
Come get me
Keep up yuh pace
Man I'm, Tch
Man they ain't ready
Man move
Clear out the room
I'm clocking my nightly hours
You heroes can't be no killers
My villains got better powers
I'm chilling
Bobby Drake
I need six feet at least
Man two f*cks to y'all
I'm six feet to me
Yeah
I'm missing home
I'm southern
I'm soil grown
I'm Smithfield
I'm cookout
Cornbread
Look I'm more
I'm backwood
I'm homegrown
Damnit
What's in their water
I only know how to win
Can you blame me
I ran with starters
New target
You don't want this
This the face of your rival
You weaponize your people
I'm militarize my titles
My kingdom made up with rhythm
My 808's came with vitals
My team shoot our your dream
My troopers your daughters idols
Ahh

I know they know, I know they know
I know they know
I know they know, I know they know
I know they found a
Young fly
The cool guy
Watch me get it (Get it)
All night
We gon' be alright
Man I know (I know they know)
I know they know, I know they know
I know they know
I know they know, I know they know
I know they watch me
Ooooo
Watch me
Ooooo
Man what we gon' do
I brought the crew
I lettem lose
Man I thought you knew
I know they know

Get it young man
Get it you man, Get it
Get it young man
Get it you man, Get it
Get it young man
Get it you man, Get it
Get it young man
Get it you man
Get it, Get it
Get it young man
Get it you man, Get it
Get it young man
Get it you man, Get it
Get it young man
Get it you man, Get it
Get it young man
Get it you man
Get it, Get it

Keep em speculating
Who should have the crown
So I'm here to take it
I'm locked in a mindset
That I don't get tired
I feel Kevin Gated
I'ma illustrate
Till you plain sick of me
My arrival here
I know you ain't anticipate it
But the game sent for me
Big shoes to feel
You would think I was kin to Martin
Cause I came here a King
Your shallow mind
Would drown
In the depths of my rhyme book
If you came in the deep
Is you kidding me
You should know better
Any flow
I can flow better
And bar
I can bar better
Don't blame me
Its how my stars setup
You just a part of my orbit
Watch how you speak to the muthaf*ckin son
Son
I'm at the zone like a 3-2
You already know I'm the muthaf*ckin one
How high is high enough
If the sky is the limit
That's not enough
I'm trying to be a great
Fore' my time is up
A gold mine should leave a midas touch
Shit like Jazz
How the 16's swing
I could cut the heads off 16 kings
I got more lines that 16 keys
If you think about it
Don't diss me please
Not a dope decision
I cut joints
Like an orthoscope incision
My prime
I am nowhere near it
But like an adderall addict
I am focused nigga