The Know-How (feat. NEHEMIA)

What you know about takin a risk? They wanna do a lot of talkin I think Something amiss Cause when it's in the LAST moment Doing nothin' a miss All they know about is frontin Screamin life is a bitch All they know about is nothing How they raising they kids All they know about is wanting More than they know to give All they know about is haunting When you know where we is All they know about is daunting This what we gotta fix? All I know about is head down, music loud I be dealing with the best sound Ain't rich now But imma get it more than Cash, pounds, or Czech crowns I'm all up in my bag But bound to checks AND crowds Go round and round Mary steady goin round and round Don't stay in Too deep You niggas bound to drown I'm feeling too geeked Gotta get me down to frown I drop in two weeks I know its bound get loud I get around It's so hard to be Out here chasing dreams I know it's not ideal Cause this shit gets real It's so hard to be Out here chasing dreams I know it's not ideal Cause this shit gets real Wrote this on my smoke break These crackers got a nigga stressing out Serving tables for some low pay Working through the whole day Caught a second wind 4D3N hit me with the beat I had to go in Slid to the studio Eyes red Wasn't chiefing but a nigga so exhausted God abusing a nigga almost lost it I got this music pouring out like I'm a faucet Never let a nigga talk to me like I ain't them I put in work for all my dreams I'm always pushing my pen I got some family out in _ Got some fam in the pen So when they wonder why I do this Man I do this for them Gotta show them that this hustle really worth it That I'm thriving that I'm living out my purpose Growing up so you know I'm really earnest And imma do this till the reaper pull the curtains It's so hard to be Out here chasing dreams I know it's not ideal Cause this shit gets real It's so hard to be Out here chasing dreams I know it's not ideal Cause this shit gets real Promise I won't wear no façade For this I think too much I be on my General Zod A nigga from the sun Wishing that my niggas would try But they just live in one Simple mind wanting to grind But they don't even run Niggas logic out here is odd I just don't get 'em uh Stretching but you need to massage That equilibrium Born inside a city of lies And sweet delirium Never Claimed these niggas as guys I do not get with them Looking in the back of they eyes I hope they listen up Look at mine, spacing out wide I ain't forgettin' nun I was in a bit of a bind But now the jig is up Always knew these niggas was lion Cause I know Tigger jump High What you know nigga?