Silkk da Shocka

[Intro: Isaiah Rashad]

Yeah, I almost got this

If she got it memorized

This for the haves and the have-wanna-give-a-fucks

Hey

[Verse 1: Isaiah Rashad & Syd]

I ride around in your car

I put my weed in your blunt

I am the sky to your star

I am the end of your month

You are the start of my day

You brought the smile from my face

I see the world from your eyes

You pulled a thorn from my side

[Chorus: Isaiah Rashad, Syd, & Both]

I know you love me (Know you love me)

It's rare, I know you love me (Know you love me)

Oh yeah, I know you love me (Know you love me)

It's rare, I know you love me (Know you love me)

Yeah

[Verse 2: Isaiah Rashad & Syd]

You give me all that you got

You make it stretch it and flip

I fell in love with your thoughts

I learned it's more than your hips

You know I'm caught in my vibe

But I still give you my rib

You hear 'em callin' my name

But know it's hard for me here

I left a home with my son

I chose the world in the end

I say, "You know I be back"

You try your best to pretend

I say you all that I want

And when I make it, it's real

I hear 'em callin' my name

It's gettin' hard for me here

[Chorus: Isaiah Rashad, Syd, & Both]

To know you love me (Know you love me)

It's rare to know you love me (Know you love me)

But yeah, I know you love me (Know you love me)

It's rare, I know you love me (Know you love me)

[Verse 3: Isaiah Rashad]

Yeah, yeah, and, and these stars

Are nothin' but your cousins

And starin' at your mama, Heaven wasn't fallin' in here

So holla, you heard I'm usin' narcotics

No, I don't wanna be here if I don't gotta

My weed habit so close to snortin' powder

Got a few gripes but it's only 'bout a dollar bill

So holla unless you're usin' narcotics

See, I don't wanna be here if I don't gotta

My weed habit so close to snortin' powder

Got a few bitches but it's only 'bout a dollar

Feel so hollow unless you're usin' narcotics

See, I don't wanna—

[Outro: Dave Free]

Say, homie. Man, you talkin' bout this, you talkin' bout that

Talkin' about, you ain't got nothin' to talk about. Man, my—Find a motherfuckin' topic, Goddamn. Just find the topic, bro. Seriously. Goddamn. Complicated-ass young motherfuckers, man.