Silkk da Shocka (feat. Syd)

Yeah, I almost got this

If she got it memorized

This for the haves and the have-wanna-give-a-fucks

Hey

I ride around in your car

I put my weed in your blunt

I am the sky to your star

I am the end of your month

You are the start of my day

You brought the smile from my face

I see the world from your eyes

You pulled a thorn from my side

I know you love me (know you love me)

It's rare, I know you love me (know you love me)

Oh, yeah, I know you love me (know you love me)

It's rare, I know you love me (know you love me)

Yeah

You give me all that you got

You make it stretch it and flip

I fell in love with your thoughts

I learned it's more than your hips

You know I'm caught in my vibe

But I still give you my rib

You hear 'em callin' my name

But know it's hard for me here

I left a home with my son

I chose the world in the end

I say: You know I be back

You try your best to pretend

I say you all that I want

And when I make it, it's real

I hear 'em callin' my name

It's gettin' hard for me here

To know you love me (know you love me)

It's rare to know you love me (know you love me)

But yeah, I know you love me (know you love me)

It's rare, I know you love me (know you love me)

Yeah, yeah, and, and these stars

Are nothin' but your cousins

And starin' at your mama, heaven wasn't fallin' in here

So holla, you heard I'm usin' narcotics

No, I don't wanna be here if I don't gotta

My weed habit so close to snortin' powder

Got a few gripes but it's only 'bout a dollar bill

So holla unless you're usin' narcotics

See, I don't wanna be here if I don't gotta

My weed habit so close to snortin' powder

Got a few bitches but it's only 'bout a dollar

Feel so hollow unless you're usin' narcotics

See, I don't wanna—

Say, homie

Man, you talkin' bout this, you talkin' bout that

Talkin' about, you ain't got nothin' to talk about

Man, my—find a motherfuckin' topic, goddamn

Just find the topic, bro

Seriously

Goddamn

Complicated-ass young motherfuckers, man