Ed Sheeran Ft. Yelawolf – You Don’t Know (For F*ck Sake) Lyrics

living the life of a student
i begin on a high
losing my mind
and they say that i’ve been with them for time
never been to a gun fight, never needed a knife
but then i meet the cop when i delivered the knifes

sit on the side, with a rhymepack
with a tin to my sight
sipping a lime corona only with my best friends
cause i paid ‘em my pride
giving it time to write rhymes
but i find truth at a quarter to five

eh, it’s kinda like i took a train
to the left side of my brain, oh, main
toddle some wood, under my door
you know i’m stepping in my own plain
all of these speakers sitting behind me
but what psychology, psychologically insane
part of me wanna get down, down, down
making you go low, inside

you don’t know, you don’t know by now
you better tell him ’bout it
what you gonna tell him bout it?
yeah, yeah

ten coats to the dirt
and sewed to the paper
god has a paper for your thirst
drink a pipe baba
to the bullshit praise allah
to the reals i’m a writer
steering your product
only to have closed to my other readers
i’m a fetus in my boom sake nana
daddy’s home, on the mic, hey papa

back with my band, yo street hoot tele novndo
but every single one of my fans know that
every damn show, i’m taking my kids overs seas
on a journey like i’m flying with van gogh
livin’ so sweet without gretel and hansel
criticize the lyrics cause they think i’ve been tango
find me when we’re all close working at cango
i’m rocking on with yelawolf and new danny fambo

hello me how ya been?
they got a mother the king i knew when you was 10
you brought me sipping sweets, you still huh?
and your piggy bank is full of change
where’d you use to steal from
you been playing fools
like a still drum
pulling put early, and they still come
eating from the gain, when you know the meal’s done
yelawolf is kicking back at these pilgrims
hold it baby, sit still son
this old rhyme, it heals bin row
still shocking when i see ‘em go
bananas and they hammer the

you don’t know, you don’t know by now
you better tell him ’bout it
what you gonna tell him bout it?
yeah, yeah

i’m not the every half of wit
after this ever gets out of this
in 60 seconds i’m gonna need the wretchening
chasing the chef with a shot of … and water
probably the better idea you’re moving the wretchening
threatens the part of me to be the loosen of cannons
blowing his fucking minds like the winds
i caught his cardigan
hooligans, hooligans, hooligans
but pretty who’s your friend
open the fire and get back in the pool again
you my friend, watch your manners
i’m tossing rappers up on my cruelty
minus 4, minus whore
shady records i’m already better, fuck it, cow gone

dog don’t gotta leave
dog’s already home
dogs i’m a beast, i’m a wolf
bring your dogs back
a melody man in a melancholic mellow yellow can
shht, tell him how we gonna sell ‘em man

been working hard all week
so won’t you bring that back to me
i got blisters on my feet
so won’t you bring that back to me

if you don’t know, if you don’t know, no, no, no
if you don’t know, if you don’t know, no, no, no
if you don’t know, if you don’t know, no, no, no
if you don’t know, if you don’t know, no, no, no