Marcus Money - I Know (feat. Doja Mello-D) Lyrics

I Know
You say that you love me, I'm hearin' it
The truth? I know
You talkin' it, but you ain't livin' it
With you, I know
You mumble that jumbo, that's gibberish
I thought you just told us you flipped them bricks
You flippin' 'em, then why you snifflin'?
My dude, I know
That's window shoppin', you ain't spent a cent
It's cool, I know
That's photoshoppin' that's not how you live
I do, I know
If I say it, I do it, I am
Stick to the code and look out for the fam
Fakin' the funk, never part of my brand
Yeah, If I say it I do it I am
Poppin tough talk all on the cam
You ain't gang gang in front of your fam
Cookin up shit ain't got a pan
You ain't Eatn nuthin man why you playin
Listen sally you ain't ridin on horses
What perellis? You ain't jump in the lamb
Naked belly got em cuttin for spam
Got your kids wondering what the ham
Asking for bread, from the other man
Shaking jelly got you stuck in a jam
I'm the same same shoppin for pastries
As when I change lanes in Mercedes
Hotter than Hades, dropping hits lately
And I'm so Real, I don't need to scam
Tired of the BS, I don't need a xan
I'm so fly, I don't need to land
Y'all got misquitos but see we got fans
(See we got fans)
Fake ness, I don't understand
Been a real one, since I began
Only got 2 likes per pic but a hundred K followers on the gram....Ya
I know
You say that you love me, I'm hearin' it
The truth? I know
You talkin' it, but you ain't livin' it
With you, I know
You mumble that jumbo, that's gibberish
I thought you just told us you flipped them bricks
You flippin' 'em, then why you snifflin'?
My dude, I know
That's window shoppin', you ain't spent a cent
It's cool, I know
That's photoshoppin' that's not how you live
I do, I know
If I say it, I do it, I am
Stick to the code and look out for the fam
Fakin' the funk, never part of my brand
Say what you say, but the facts don't change
Can't hang with the fakes or lames
That toungue be sharp like a razor blade
Just stay up in your lane
The real keep it real when we're on the field
Make a name up in this game
City to city and it's all the same
The paper chase to blame
'Cause homie I know. I know, I know
You fools steady talkin' bout ya goons and goblins
Hootin' and hollerin' all that garbage
All they wanna do is smoke some Marley
All they wanna do is pop a molly
All they wanna do is rob somebody
Look at you. Copy Tekashi
I know, I know, I know
Respeto mis huevos mis perros
Dinero primero y luego
No quepan en ese vuelo
La tranza se avanza para el suelo
And y'all know, ya know, y'all know
I know
You say that you love me, I'm hearin' it
The truth? I know
You talkin' it, but you ain't livin' it
With you, I know
You mumble that jumbo, that's gibberish
I thought you just told us you flipped them bricks
You flippin' 'em, then why you snifflin'?
My dude, I know
That's window shoppin', you ain't spent a cent
It's cool, I know
That's photoshoppin' that's not how you live
I do, I know
If I say it, I do it, I am
Stick to the code and look out for the fam
Fakin' the funk, never part of my brand