Lord Knows

Album: Take Care (2011)
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  • And I know the sun will rise with me (huh)
    And I know the sun will rise with me (huh)
    And I know the sun will rise with me (huh)
    And I know the sun will rise with me
    All we wanted was an opportunity
    (Just Blaze) Lord knows

    It's your worst nightmare, it's my first night here
    And this girl right here, who knows what she knows?
    So I'm goin' through her phone if she go to the bathroom
    And her purse right there, I don't trust these hoes at all
    But that's just the result of me payin' attention
    To all these women that think like men with the same intentions
    Talkin' strippers and models that try to gain attention
    Even a couple pornstars that I'm ashamed to mention
    But Weezy and Stunna my only role models
    Haffa and Jordan my only role models
    That's why I walk around with all this gold on
    And every time I run into these niggas, they want no problems
    Bottom sixes and chains, and some bracelets and rings
    All of the little accents that make me a king
    I never hear the disses they try and point out to me
    But it's whatever if somebody won't make it a thing
    I'm more concerned with niggas thinkin' 'bout Christmas in August
    Do anythin' to buy gifts for they daughters
    Get some shake, a brick in the press
    And chef it like Mrs. Fields, they're makin' the cookie stretch
    I know it so well, I know the hustle so well
    Stunt like I'm workin' overnighters right by the motel
    Drug money outfit, record clean
    Spend it all on me and my fuckin' team
    Matchin' Rollies for real, matchin' Rovers for real (woo)
    Places they say they've been, we actually goin' for real (woo)
    I'm really killin' shit, fuck all the jiggy rappin' (woo)
    I'm goin' trigger happy just to see my niggas happy (woo)
    Mixtape legend, underground kin's
    Lookin' for the right way to do the wrong things (huh)
    With my new bitch that's livin' in Palm Springs
    Young ass nigga, lifelong dreams
    They take the greats from the past and compare us
    I wonder if they'd ever survive in this era
    In a time where it's recreation
    To pull all your skeletons out the closet like Halloween decorations
    I know of all the things that I hear they be pokin' fun at
    Never the flow though, they know I run that
    Fuck you all, I claim that whenever
    I changed rap forever, the game back together, yeah
    YM, I remain that forever
    In the same place my brother Wayne at forever
    I'm a descendant of either Marley or Hendrix
    I haven't figured it out 'cause my story is far from finished
    I'm hearin' all of the jokes, I know that they tryna push me
    I know that showin' emotion don't ever mean I'm a pussy
    Know that I don't make music for niggas who don't get pussy
    So those are the ones I count on to diss me or overlook me
    Lord knows, Lord knows, I'm heavy, I got my weight up
    Roberson boost your rate up, it's time that somebody paid up
    A lot of niggas came up off of a style that I made up
    But if all I hear is me, then who should I be afraid of?
    Bought a white Ghost now shit is gettin' spooky
    Very, very scary like shit you see in the movies
    In this bitch, all drinks on the house like Snoopy
    That's why all the real soldiers salute me
    Trill nigga, for real

    Huh, you know I love this
    YOLO, you only live once
    I'm goin' so hard my nigga, I swear homie
    Every day is another opportunity to reach that goal
    (M-M-Maybach Music)

    I fell in love with the pen, started fuckin' the ink (huh)
    The hustle's an art, I painted what I would think
    Still allergic to broke, prescription straight to the paper
    Destined for greatness, but got a place in Jamaica (woo)
    Villa on the water with the wonderful views (views)
    Only fat nigga in the sauna with Jews (Jews)
    Went and got a yacht, I'm talkin' Carnival cruise
    And these niggas talkin' like hoes, they mad they not in my shoes
    It's the red bottom boss (huh), came to buy the bar (huh)
    Every bi-week, shit, I'm bound to buy a car (woo)
    Murder-cedes Benz or that bubble double R (woo)
    Headlights flickin', lookin' like a fallin' star
    Everyday them hammers bang, whippin' yay like Anna Mae (Anna Mae)
    I run the gang but the ladies think I'm runnin' game (runnin' game)
    Mink coats make your woman wanna fornicate (fornicate)
    Rozay and Drake, I'm gettin' cake, nothin' short of great (huh) Writer/s: Anthony George Palman, Aubrey Drake Graham, Justin Gregory Smith, William Leonard Roberts
    Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
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