Literature
Believe in me
Believe in me
Oh
Don't want no make up but put me in yo magazine
If don't make up then killers coming wit magazines
I'm in nah industry wit actors all drama queens
That's ruthless
Heartless
True shit
Pardon me
I put the work in right now we outta these streets
Completely
Memories yelling don't delete me
Finish the sentences or following sequence uh
Dive for that drip but don't go off the deep end look
That's just ah little bit ah rhythm call that free game
Prayed
I
Never have tah yell free gang
Communication
Through da wall
That's cell block
Brodie came wit stripes like shell tops
Uh
He wasn't there but they still hear pops uh
Dysfunctional family
I want one even know we ion fuck wit dah Grammys
Oscar lawyer doctor
Della Hoya boxer
Life of ah athlete
Lyrics when this track meet
Bad joints uh
They can't stand me like bad feet
Point
Check the posture that they give everytime we check in the place
Early morning woody way we put the gun in our waist
Landlord how we run in ya place
Lord ah land
No Pot Da piss in don't know that brother from painted can
Somebody tell my people takes ah man nah raise uh man
We want zeros on our back like blazers fan
Dame lillard
Game finna
Choke hole em
I never made cheers wit beer ima stone cold em
Post podum
Never post poles and hold em
But on the block they post up wit poles holding uh
Point blank range wit 7footers Odum
History setting look at me playing wit vanity
Manifested this strategy I plan nah be
This person
Hardly home working
I barely scratch the surface and they know the whole name
I could show them this building with the floor plan
Reconstructed
Under production
Still hustling uh
Road running
Financial funding
Don't work ah 9 nah 5 wit money must be up to something
He wanna battle bullets make em get the crumping
I move breezy
Assist easily
Less beaking
Da city needs me uh
No disagreements
This real music you can feel it in yo heart cant you
Eyes closed
Bobbing they head Like they can't move
It's Big SK I got it like like cantu
Don't get that shit twisted like its can food
All I got is my word and my balls like family jewels
Believe in me
Oh
Don't want no make up but put me in yo magazine
If don't make up then killers coming wit magazines
I'm in nah industry wit actors all drama queens
That's ruthless
Heartless
True shit
Pardon me
I put the work in right now we outta these streets
Completely
Memories yelling don't delete me
Finish the sentences or following sequence uh
Dive for that drip but don't go off the deep end look
That's just ah little bit ah rhythm call that free game
Prayed
I
Never have tah yell free gang
Communication
Through da wall
That's cell block
Brodie came wit stripes like shell tops
Uh
He wasn't there but they still hear pops uh
Dysfunctional family
I want one even know we ion fuck wit dah Grammys
Oscar lawyer doctor
Della Hoya boxer
Life of ah athlete
Lyrics when this track meet
Bad joints uh
They can't stand me like bad feet
Point
Check the posture that they give everytime we check in the place
Early morning woody way we put the gun in our waist
Landlord how we run in ya place
Lord ah land
No Pot Da piss in don't know that brother from painted can
Somebody tell my people takes ah man nah raise uh man
We want zeros on our back like blazers fan
Dame lillard
Game finna
Choke hole em
I never made cheers wit beer ima stone cold em
Post podum
Never post poles and hold em
But on the block they post up wit poles holding uh
Point blank range wit 7footers Odum
History setting look at me playing wit vanity
Manifested this strategy I plan nah be
This person
Hardly home working
I barely scratch the surface and they know the whole name
I could show them this building with the floor plan
Reconstructed
Under production
Still hustling uh
Road running
Financial funding
Don't work ah 9 nah 5 wit money must be up to something
He wanna battle bullets make em get the crumping
I move breezy
Assist easily
Less beaking
Da city needs me uh
No disagreements
This real music you can feel it in yo heart cant you
Eyes closed
Bobbing they head Like they can't move
It's Big SK I got it like like cantu
Don't get that shit twisted like its can food
All I got is my word and my balls like family jewels
Credits
Writer(s): Markel Epps
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