You Know Better
Biig Piig
Why did you bring me here? Or was I doomed for this?
A little liquor still lingers on my bruised lips.
I take a cigarette and light it on the counter stove
but now I'm older I can't blame it on the other kids.
It seems like everywhere I look I see my past again.
Remember playing ring a rosy in the grass.
I wonder then if Mrs Maples thought she knew me well
and said "that little girl's gonna end up like her mam". Fuck!
This is the calm before the storm - it starts at 3 PM.
I smoke my blem and wait for déjà vu to strike.
He says he loves me but he treats me like he doesn't, huh.
I see an addict when I look into his eyes.
Like all these settings they just seem so damn familiar.
My heart is breaking when I see my mother cry.
But I keep living on a loop and to the same effect.
This time is different where I'm really gonna try.
I get high
only 'cause you always make me teary-eyed.
Said, I.. get high
only 'cause you always make me teary-eyed.
So, baby please tell me if I be too strong
and maybe take a little less next time when you write this song.
I've been wrong before but now I'm pretty certain -
you're always gonna pull for me, even when I'm hurting.
I've been the disturbing murmurs in the back of your turning, uh.
Said he tried to tell me, wrap me up and keep burning.
Steep learning but that's how I get through to you -
I make you spin a few, and maybe (?) treat me cool.
I make you beautiful.
Your mama told you that I'm the roots of Lucifer.
I said I'm grown in the home of the ruthless of the future.
Tryna be on the level of the boss guys.
Lost fights, lost lives.
Reminiscing as I get lost in your locked eyes.
Burned to burgundy, third-degree.
Surgery is a procedure, I reverse courteously.
I'll help you murder beats if you just learn from me.
Drive you to the heights, see the lights, and don't swerve.
I'll fuck you up.
I know what you wanna do.
Know that it's not good for you.
But you can't kick the habit. (baby)
I know what you wanna do.
Know that it's not good for you.
But you can't kick the habit. (baby)
I get high
Only 'cause you always make me teary-eyed.
Said, I.. get high
Only 'cause you always make me teary-eyed.
(Yo!)