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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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