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Miles Low - They Know Lyrics

Miles Low - They Know Lyrics

They Know Lyrics by Miles Low



[Verse:]

I'm right on my toes

I'm never surprised

Ye ain't foolin' the kid

Grab a betta disguise

Know I'm breakin' the rules

And I'm callin' the fowls

You was destined to lose

You should throw in the towel

We got a problem, y'all

This rap shit gettin' crazy

It's like rappers gettin' whako

Oh, these rappers gettin' lazy

I'm the only competition

Like the ? tryna race

I still be no. 1 my whole career

Like I'm the Grady

Take a look at these new rappers

I'm not impressed by who's poppin'

Pay me or take aim me

The choice is yours, two options

Gettin' luv from errbody

Bravos and encores

I do it best, you do it next

I'm over fresh like sophomores

My team takes no days off

We stack money, we bout cream

We pobo to the in-zone

Yo squad scoutin'

As far as my city, I run it, run it, run it

We ain't stoppin' for them fifties, just hunids hunids hunids



[Hook:]

Word around the town is that I run it, run it, run it

And everything you tryna do I done it, done it, done it

Gotta a spotter hittin' fo' me and a mobber in the city

We ain't stoppin' for them fifties, just hunids hunids hunids

They know, they know, they know, they know, they know

I really do this shit

They know, they know, they know, they know, they know

I really do this shit



[Verse 2:]

Live right or be left for dead

While it's worth, I'm an underclassman

Me and Noize had to make some noise

Get packed in the booth, make another classic

I'm takin' steps, stair master

More soul than Airmax

They sleepin' on me but first

Lemme blow air matches

Neva been no fake rapper

Let me know what that feel like

Papaer stacking champion

I see more rings than FeelRight

Chef gotta make my meal right

You cats eat but yo meal light

Sometimes when I had no food

I ain't tryna feed with that food light

It's like my team in need of more

I just started, they look up to me

It's like I'm a meteor

Hit me fable, make my pockets meedier

Boy, it's either or

Vacate to LA for three days or it's Singapore

Whaeva's easier

[...]



[Hook:]

Word around the town is that I run it, run it, run it

And everything you tryna do I done it, done it, done it

Gotta a spotter hittin' fo' me and a mobber in the city

We ain't stoppin' for them fifties, just hunids hunids hunids

They know, they know, they know, they know, they know

I really do this shit

They know, they know, they know, they know, they know

I really do this shit





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