Blonde Stockton - Ya'in Know Lyrics

Ya'in
Know
Ya'in muhf*ckin' know hey

I ain't never been in no trap house
But I been around like Stackhouse
Haters got beef like a steakhouse
Let's keep em' all quiet like a church mouse
Steady gettin' broccoli, indeed
Pockets staying healthy
Gas tank ain't empty
Calm and cool but don't tempt me
People throwing shade cuz my flow so tight
But I shine through the dark like a nightlight
Got em' all jelly cuz my bread so nice
And ya boy cold as ice, yeah

Wasn't with me when I went through all that struggle
All that grind, all that hustle
I worked for that I promise that
Wasn't with me when I went through all that struggle
All that grind, all that hustle
I worked for that I promise that

Man I been through the business
Workin' on this for a minute
But the predicament I been in
How I get people to listen when I don't wan' rap bout bitches and killin'
I just keep dreamin' bout days
When this song finally plays
Set all the speakers ablaze
Move you like Kanye and Dre
Talkin' like MJ or Mays
And I don't really care if it pays
Cuz I ain't in it for fame
I don't need fake people givin' me praise
Really just wanna eat beats like buffet
It's just the thrill of the the chase
I wanna be great

Wasn't with me when I went through all that struggle
All that grind, all that hustle
I worked for that I promise that
Wasn't with me when I went through all that struggle
All that grind, all that hustle
I worked for that I promise that

Wasn't with me when I went through all that struggle
All that grind, all that hustle
I worked for that I promise that
Wasn't with me when I went through all that struggle
All that grind, all that hustle
I worked for that I promise that

Lemme take a minute to really get up in it
And make sure I get my point across
Spent time, writing this rhymes, double checking the lines throughout my down time
And naw I didn't do it for the glitter and the glam and the fame and the shine
I just wanna be all time
Somethin that's always been burnin' inside
Powered by something that's greater than I
Now it just feel like a crime
The way that I'm killin' these beats
Someone should call the police
Worried that they are deceased
Even before the release
Really just do it with ease
All in my zone like I'm in the fourth quarter with two minutes left
And the back of my jersey says Brees
They should just give me the keys
Really been blessed like I sneezed
Wanna do this for the people that said that I couldn't
Said that I shouldn't and wouldn't
Prove them mothaf*ckas all wrong
Show them that my last song, was not my last song
They told me that I won't last long, but here I am
Spittin' just a little bit of fire on this track and shit I forgot to turn the gas off

Wasn't with me when I went through all that struggle
All that grind, all that hustle
I worked for that I promise that
Wasn't with me when I went through all that struggle
All that grind, all that hustle
I worked for that I promise that

Whatchu know about the grind
Whatchu know about that work, work
Whatchu know about that pain
Whatchu know about that hurt
Whatchu know about that plane ride
When them tears came rolling down my eyes
Whatchu know about them late nights
Them red eye flights
These lyrics I write

Ya'in Know
Ya'in muh'f*ckin know hey