Lyrics I Know - K Hella

I don't always need what I think, I know
This money or this weed or this drink, I know
These shoes or these jeans or these tees, I know
It seems they always end up telling me what I know (I know)
What I know (I know)
What I know (I know)
What I know, telling me what I know (I know)
And I know (I know)
And I know, know, know, know, know
They telling telling me what I know
The red white and blue on my Tommy got me feeling patriotic
And I won't ever be bothered long as I make deposits
I hate to talk, but as long as money is the topic
I'ma keep spending the second that any hits my pocket
And that's the problem, I have a problem
Even though I don't do dope and ain't a alcoholic
This is one of the bad habits I have adopted
Guess that I was never really used to having options
I understand that in my hand I only have a hundred bucks
But that's exactly what this shirt cost I'm coming up
Cause I pull up rocking this, ain't nobody touching us
And if I pull a bad one that's just a plus
Look, I know just how it seems spending hundreds on some jeans
But am I the only one who saw the stitching in them seams?
Shit, I know I always say I'm getting to the green
But look at the way they fit, tell me that this isn't clean — I know
I don't always need what I think, I know
This money or this weed or this drink, I know
These shoes or these jeans or these tees, I know
It seems they always end up telling me what I know (I know)
What I know (I know)
What I know (I know)
What I know, telling me what I know (I know)
And I know (I know)
And I know, know, know, know, know
They telling telling me what I know
Glass half empty my mentality
Little bit a liquor takes me closer to reality
Just a social drinker taking sips for hospitality
Who never thought that drinking casually could be my casualty
Hold up, I'm tripping which club we hitting?
You a fool if you think K Hella isn't sipping
Where the hell you put that bottle? Oh it's there? Let me get it
Man you know I gotta buzz before I kick it with some women
Damn, what you mean my lady just texted me?
I ain't gonna let her kill my vibe or get the best of me
Leave her on read I'll get back to her eventually
Besides I ain't making moves on these women sexually
(Bruh put your phone down)
Why you tryna lecture me?
Actin like I'll fall in some pussy accidentally
Whatever man, I ain't leaving here regrettably
I guess it's probably best if I decide to let it be — I know
I don't always need what I think, I know
This money or this weed or this drink, I know
These shoes or these jeans or these tees, I know
It seems they always end up telling me what I know (I know)
What I know (I know)
What I know (I know)
What I know, telling me what I know (I know)
And I know (I know)
And I know, know, know, know, know
They telling telling me what I know