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They Know Video (MV)




Performed By: Dear
Language: English
Length: 2:58
Written by: Don Robinson II




Dear - They Know Lyrics




Shid 18 almost here
Time to eliminate all that f*ck shit nigga
Eliminate all that bullshit nigga
Ain't got time for that
Free Few

Gang gang gang gang gang
Got the whole clique riled up
All of that shit that these haters be talking
Man all of that shit getting shut down
Been stunted on way too long
Well ioun give to f*cks now
New niggas they den came up
Oh my bad that's us now
From day one with my day ones
Same struggle we den came from
Time to move when the hate comes
From the chest where the pain from
Tryna ball like Lebron hair
Strutting round like Ric Flair
Hometown love still there
Ex hoes say they still care
Yeah
I'm just stunting on my ex bitch
(f*ck her)
Free Few we da best clique
Chain hang so the chest lit
Me and Trae got the best hits
All me on the playlist
Want the D I'm the one to see
Cuz she know I'ma be on the A list
Yeah
Had to switch flow for the haters
Always tryna jock the cadence
Wanna cut us down but could never fade us
In too deep like Jeffrey Cole
Going through hell tryna save my soul
Tryna take hold maintain control
When shit get's hard I can't fold
I gotta stand on 10 toes
Can't let'em know that we under pressure
Gotta shorty that wanna see me
Said thanks for coming it was my pleasure
Word to Cuz he know the deal
Love the hoes that keep it real
I got a girl she got a man
We understand that's too treal
Forreal

Man they know
(Man they know)
I'm forreal
(I'm forreal)
Never give a hater what he wants
Never cared to know bout what he feels
I'm all about my team
(Squad up)
Clique tight with the woes
Be weary of new niggas with a hand out
Man they quick to be foes
(Yeah)

It's litty It's litty It's lit
(We lit)
Goddamn I'm fired up
Want some change in the rap game
Well goddamn then hire us
Real life inspired us
True story of a young nigga
With a big dream to be a hire up
I sat back then wised up
I'm young Sparta on the rise up
Flow wet never dries up
Shot for the moon with my eyes closed
I learned quick that requires luck
Every move all planned out now
I designed all the play calls
(Manning)
Realized I stand out
Full pressure when it's they ball
It's 30 for 30 on 30
(That's Curry)
They still amazed when I pull up
I understand that the trap is coming
So I pump fake just to see'em jump
I hit'em quick with a one two
Then step back for the bucket
(One two)
Still take shots when I cross the line
On the other team like f*ck it
Chest big from the push up
Sauce good for the cook up
Shorty down for the hook up
God there when I look up
Still plotting on a million
Gotta take care of the kids
Just know that the team is behind me
The day that we ball out we doing it big
(Doing it big)

Man they know
(Man they know)
I'm forreal
(I'm forreal)
Never give a hater what he wants
Never cared to know bout what he feels
I'm all about my team
(Squad up)
Clique tight with the woes
Be weary of new niggas with a hand out
Man they quick to be foes
(Yeah)

Woadie
Squad up
Man they know
Yeah
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English

Shid 18 almost here
Time to eliminate all that f*ck shit nigga
Eliminate all that bullshit nigga
Ain't got time for that
Free Few

Gang gang gang gang gang
Got the whole clique riled up
All of that shit that these haters be talking
Man all of that shit getting shut down
Been stunted on way too long
Well ioun give to f*cks now
New niggas they den came up
Oh my bad that's us now
From day one with my day ones
Same struggle we den came from
Time to move when the hate comes
From the chest where the pain from
Tryna ball like Lebron hair
Strutting round like Ric Flair
Hometown love still there
Ex hoes say they still care
Yeah
I'm just stunting on my ex bitch
(f*ck her)
Free Few we da best clique
Chain hang so the chest lit
Me and Trae got the best hits
All me on the playlist
Want the D I'm the one to see
Cuz she know I'ma be on the A list
Yeah
Had to switch flow for the haters
Always tryna jock the cadence
Wanna cut us down but could never fade us
In too deep like Jeffrey Cole
Going through hell tryna save my soul
Tryna take hold maintain control
When shit get's hard I can't fold
I gotta stand on 10 toes
Can't let'em know that we under pressure
Gotta shorty that wanna see me
Said thanks for coming it was my pleasure
Word to Cuz he know the deal
Love the hoes that keep it real
I got a girl she got a man
We understand that's too treal
Forreal

Man they know
(Man they know)
I'm forreal
(I'm forreal)
Never give a hater what he wants
Never cared to know bout what he feels
I'm all about my team
(Squad up)
Clique tight with the woes
Be weary of new niggas with a hand out
Man they quick to be foes
(Yeah)

It's litty It's litty It's lit
(We lit)
Goddamn I'm fired up
Want some change in the rap game
Well goddamn then hire us
Real life inspired us
True story of a young nigga
With a big dream to be a hire up
I sat back then wised up
I'm young Sparta on the rise up
Flow wet never dries up
Shot for the moon with my eyes closed
I learned quick that requires luck
Every move all planned out now
I designed all the play calls
(Manning)
Realized I stand out
Full pressure when it's they ball
It's 30 for 30 on 30
(That's Curry)
They still amazed when I pull up
I understand that the trap is coming
So I pump fake just to see'em jump
I hit'em quick with a one two
Then step back for the bucket
(One two)
Still take shots when I cross the line
On the other team like f*ck it
Chest big from the push up
Sauce good for the cook up
Shorty down for the hook up
God there when I look up
Still plotting on a million
Gotta take care of the kids
Just know that the team is behind me
The day that we ball out we doing it big
(Doing it big)

Man they know
(Man they know)
I'm forreal
(I'm forreal)
Never give a hater what he wants
Never cared to know bout what he feels
I'm all about my team
(Squad up)
Clique tight with the woes
Be weary of new niggas with a hand out
Man they quick to be foes
(Yeah)

Woadie
Squad up
Man they know
Yeah
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Writer: Don Robinson II
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