Believe It
Hit the trap, they couldn't believe
I was down bottom, tryna get to the top
Had the P's at the spot
Had OG's on the block
I was wit the demons out, scheming a lot
I was peeping a lot
Kept the beam on the glock
Zip lock, re rock
Walk around wit big knots
Trap spot, straight drop
Wit the fiends on the lot
Look like Chef Boy Ar Dee, when I whip wit the pot
Package just got delivered, I serve out the box
Shit hot
Lost trust in my niggas, took love out my heart
Damn, me and my bitch keep fallin apart
I gave em all that I got
Know that this shit don't stop
Know I got shit on lock
She know that these bands gon' pop
She know that that ass gon' drop
She know that the streets still hot
But I'm the man up top
Bitch I'm the best, Bitch you better believe it
I was on the deep end, they was playin defense
I was makin bands and they couldn't believe it
Up in the trenches, it wasn't a secret
Ugh... Believe it
I got the work and they need it
Ugh... Believe it
I was up while you niggas was sleepin
Had em stop, drop, roll like a fire drill
5 zones on me, doing 80 down Powder Mill
Feds on my ass, should I buck it, nigga prolly will
Shit don't come wit a risk, I still clutch on the iron still
I can't trust in no bitch, I gotta worry how I'ma feel
Cuz off the pint of the double seal
2 cups, don't let that mugh fuckin ack spill
2 pumps, don't get ya mugh fuckin cap peeled
2 blunts, and I'm still rollin that fire
She miss when I'm gone bitch I miss when I'm high
My head to the sky, bitch you just gettin by
Had to slither wit snakes, just to live in the wild
Chill wit Gorillaz and swinged thru the vines
Lotta green in my eyes
Lotta things on my mind
See they gon hate on a young nigga shine
They gon see they can't waste no more a young nigga time
Bitch I'm the best, Bitch you better believe it
I was makin bands and they couldn't believe it
Ugh... Believe it
I got the work and they need it
Ugh... Believe it
I was up while you niggas was sleepin
I was down bottom, tryna get to the top
Had the P's at the spot
Had OG's on the block
I was wit the demons out, scheming a lot
I was peeping a lot
Kept the beam on the glock
Zip lock, re rock
Walk around wit big knots
Trap spot, straight drop
Wit the fiends on the lot
Look like Chef Boy Ar Dee, when I whip wit the pot
Package just got delivered, I serve out the box
Shit hot
Lost trust in my niggas, took love out my heart
Damn, me and my bitch keep fallin apart
I gave em all that I got
Know that this shit don't stop
Know I got shit on lock
She know that these bands gon' pop
She know that that ass gon' drop
She know that the streets still hot
But I'm the man up top
Bitch I'm the best, Bitch you better believe it
I was on the deep end, they was playin defense
I was makin bands and they couldn't believe it
Up in the trenches, it wasn't a secret
Ugh... Believe it
I got the work and they need it
Ugh... Believe it
I was up while you niggas was sleepin
Had em stop, drop, roll like a fire drill
5 zones on me, doing 80 down Powder Mill
Feds on my ass, should I buck it, nigga prolly will
Shit don't come wit a risk, I still clutch on the iron still
I can't trust in no bitch, I gotta worry how I'ma feel
Cuz off the pint of the double seal
2 cups, don't let that mugh fuckin ack spill
2 pumps, don't get ya mugh fuckin cap peeled
2 blunts, and I'm still rollin that fire
She miss when I'm gone bitch I miss when I'm high
My head to the sky, bitch you just gettin by
Had to slither wit snakes, just to live in the wild
Chill wit Gorillaz and swinged thru the vines
Lotta green in my eyes
Lotta things on my mind
See they gon hate on a young nigga shine
They gon see they can't waste no more a young nigga time
Bitch I'm the best, Bitch you better believe it
I was makin bands and they couldn't believe it
Ugh... Believe it
I got the work and they need it
Ugh... Believe it
I was up while you niggas was sleepin
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Writer(s): Demetrius Ngosso
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