Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Mani
20, 20
Know the lows, it don't show when we high
Behind closed doors, mother to motherfuckers, tough love
No old boy network
Know I know'em ins and outs like breathwork
Told'em it'll def work
They ain't tryna hear it
Hearts out of fashion, we ain't trying to wear it
Keep it in the clearance
Skipping us like legwork
Know I know 'em ins and outs like breath work
She gave all the brains, sides think she main
Things done changed boy, the pain still the same
They strain look washed out, we staying like stains
Shits been run dry, shit if it ain't rain
Knowing it ain't money
Running with nerds son, they done keep it 100
Done keep it funny
Few bitches do my ears like Q-tips
Living proof of too poor, ain't shit that's too rich
Like old fix with new tits, snooty
Too old to be fooled by the drools of a fool with a full clip
Success is the test, the stress make'em guess work
Know I know 'em ins and outs like breath work
Like breath work
Uh, uh, yeah, goin' in, goin' in
Going in like scuba
Get'em like the truth, spreading like the rumour
Apartment's top floor, trying to get my food up
Dues overdue, didn't know what to do though
Came from the trenches, feeding them traps
Streets been inching to be in them maps
Wrapped in them raps
Dependent to max, she can't with no drag
Paper she ask for, I passes the fax
Shake hands to break fams to make fams, it's them
Laid plans, escape plans, to land in this bitch
Get to they neck, give a fuck about them head jerks
Know I know 'em ins and outs like breath work
Reps like a sweatshirt, pressure I exert
Buttons get pressed up, I'm set to be next up
Old knees, stress on the step-up
Know I know 'em ins and outs like breath work
