Knock Songtext
Knock it off, you thought I switch up, nigga, not at all
Yeah, go 'head and knock it off
Keep it low, bro, you not involved
Knock it off, you thought I switch up, nigga, not at all
Yeah, go 'head and knock it off
Keep it low, bro, you not involved, yeah
Who’s that knocking at your motha fuckin' window
The pressure of the past and the present with its info
Kinfolk, If you ain’t down to stretch it what you in for
Yeah, go 'head and knock it off
Keep it low, bro, you not involved
Knock it off, you thought I switch up, nigga, not at all
Yeah, go 'head and knock it off
Keep it low, bro, you not involved, yeah
Who’s that knocking at your motha fuckin' window
The pressure of the past and the present with its info
Kinfolk, If you ain’t down to stretch it what you in for
They guessing our potential, then betting what it hit for
One for the money
Two for the soul you sell on debit credit runnin
4 for the advance you spending might by me a 5 of something
4 door I thank the nigga who hand me the check to sign
Then riding off the of the lot hit 60 less than mile
When it’s 7 way to tell you how bitter flagrant and vile
They stare in yo face measure yo waist to make sure you viable
Medicated to deal with the stress cuz they know you buyable
Innovation won’t get imma testament to it made beats and raps for all these crackers
Now my decimals moving it’s bad, 800 niggas at the festival moving
And now you 9 steps away from where yo’ destiny proven its mad
10, 10, 10
Put 10 on it I comeback and tell a story you gotta depend on it I know-
The pen honest so when I begin talking its honestly wind walking me through it im
Still fluid you can
Knock it off, you thought I switch up, nigga, not at all
Yeah, go 'head and knock it off
Keep it low, bro, you not involved Yeah
Beware of the free dinners, aroma stronger than the disdain
Big chains lock in 360 a slave despite yo big brain
He smiled at me and praised to hip hop fore we cut into feast
I recognize the game i’m playin i know friendly a tease
He fucked me up tho
Brought Nat to vouch for my piece
She look like me, said she knew the wind then Showed me her wing
I know i’m smarter than smart
I even read the fine print
I tend to ration with self
A stepping stone for a bit
Okay, I owe them this now but just to get where I’ll be
Long as the budget get big and I stand firm on what’s me
I signed it and every day since I bleed on these songs
I met the goals they gave me quick but then they moved the post long huh?
I thought they market at least
But I took that under arm
I worked for 9 months straight
The audience getting strong
I made the project too
They pressed to move it along
Shit I ain’t slept the last week, then they post the audio wrong nigga
Deceit lies down beneath the breath of vultures that creep
Smug and unapologetic make the climb a lil steep
No more branzino baby just keep moving your feet
Now kiss the ring and then go take from the teet, lil ho
Knock it off, you thought I switch up, nigga, not at all
Yeah, go 'head, knock it off
Keep it low, boy, you not involved
If it's rare enough, I can sell my blood for a stake in my pub
If my platelets get 'em drunk enough to sway
The tradition is minstrels, fulfilling fears a lil' sympathy
Or instilling belief that the human spirit can live through me
Lil' ole monkey, lil' ole junkie, lil' ole murderer turned lil' ole flunky
Sambo the sock puppets, stockholders love him
Stockholm the locks, unbuckle then he won't run still
My toolbox commandeered from the master
The thumb screw look useful with a hand full of hammers
Cheese come with crackers, fees come with back ends
Step on the crack in your good intentions, your back bent
Knocked a knot across your gift you rap to unwrap it
Scribble signatures faster, you shafted back in the shackles
Boss and worker blurred when you hurry, they serve you first
Then you learn your percentage worth is your earnings, purchase your personhood
Knock it off
You thought I switch up, nigga, not at all
Yeah, go 'head, knock it off
Keep it low, boy, you not involved, yeah
One for the money
Two for the soul you sell on debit credit runnin
4 for the advance you spending might by me a 5 of something
4 door I thank the nigga who hand me the check to sign
Then riding off the of the lot hit 60 less than mile
When it’s 7 way to tell you how bitter flagrant and vile
They stare in yo face measure yo waist to make sure you viable
Medicated to deal with the stress cuz they know you buyable
Innovation won’t get imma testament to it made beats and raps for all these crackers
Now my decimals moving it’s bad, 800 niggas at the festival moving
And now you 9 steps away from where yo’ destiny proven its mad
10, 10, 10
Put 10 on it I comeback and tell a story you gotta depend on it I know-
The pen honest so when I begin talking its honestly wind walking me through it im
Still fluid you can
Knock it off, you thought I switch up, nigga, not at all
Yeah, go 'head and knock it off
Keep it low, bro, you not involved Yeah
Beware of the free dinners, aroma stronger than the disdain
Big chains lock in 360 a slave despite yo big brain
He smiled at me and praised to hip hop fore we cut into feast
I recognize the game i’m playin i know friendly a tease
He fucked me up tho
Brought Nat to vouch for my piece
She look like me, said she knew the wind then Showed me her wing
I know i’m smarter than smart
I even read the fine print
I tend to ration with self
A stepping stone for a bit
Okay, I owe them this now but just to get where I’ll be
Long as the budget get big and I stand firm on what’s me
I signed it and every day since I bleed on these songs
I met the goals they gave me quick but then they moved the post long huh?
I thought they market at least
But I took that under arm
I worked for 9 months straight
The audience getting strong
I made the project too
They pressed to move it along
Shit I ain’t slept the last week, then they post the audio wrong nigga
Deceit lies down beneath the breath of vultures that creep
Smug and unapologetic make the climb a lil steep
No more branzino baby just keep moving your feet
Now kiss the ring and then go take from the teet, lil ho
Knock it off, you thought I switch up, nigga, not at all
Yeah, go 'head, knock it off
Keep it low, boy, you not involved
If it's rare enough, I can sell my blood for a stake in my pub
If my platelets get 'em drunk enough to sway
The tradition is minstrels, fulfilling fears a lil' sympathy
Or instilling belief that the human spirit can live through me
Lil' ole monkey, lil' ole junkie, lil' ole murderer turned lil' ole flunky
Sambo the sock puppets, stockholders love him
Stockholm the locks, unbuckle then he won't run still
My toolbox commandeered from the master
The thumb screw look useful with a hand full of hammers
Cheese come with crackers, fees come with back ends
Step on the crack in your good intentions, your back bent
Knocked a knot across your gift you rap to unwrap it
Scribble signatures faster, you shafted back in the shackles
Boss and worker blurred when you hurry, they serve you first
Then you learn your percentage worth is your earnings, purchase your personhood
Knock it off
You thought I switch up, nigga, not at all
Yeah, go 'head, knock it off
Keep it low, boy, you not involved, yeah
