Believe It (Radio Edit)
(Yeah-yeah, yeah)
(Yeah-yeah, yeah)
(Yeah-yeah, yeah)
(Woah-woah, woah)
Woah
Fuck what they got to say
I know that I had to go run it up today
On another planet I cannot feel my face
They tried to go Hollywood on me but I just cannot see the fame
Told me I couldn't do this shit, had to do it my way
Fuck it, wake up I'm getting paid
Bands up, had to go get away
From all the people that was talking down on me yeah, said that it wasn't ok
That shorty not been for me, she got no loyalty might as well call her displayed, woah (yeah)
They was gone doubt on my name, I had to go get away
Ok I'm sorry
Ok I'm sorry
For all the shit that I didn't do
Trying to make it to a milli too
Had to go leave this shit just for you (for you)
Would've been better if I didn't know you
Hitting it
I just been hitting it, yeah, couldn't believe it
Life been changing around me, yeah, now they seeing it
Going up, fame, they tryna be in it (yeah, let's go)
She want to slide to the crib, but I ain't feeling it
Woah
Fuck what they got to say
I know that I had to go run it up today
On another planet I cannot feel my face
They tried to go Hollywood on me but I just cannot see the fame
Told me I couldn't do this shit, had to do it my way
Fuck it, wake up I'm getting paid
Bands up, had to go get away
From all the people that was talking down on me yeah, said that it wasn't ok
That shorty not been for me, she got no loyalty might as well call her displayed, woah (yeah)
They was gone doubt on my name, I had to go get away (get away)
(Yeah-yeah, yeah)
(Yeah-yeah, yeah)
(Woah-woah, woah)
Woah
Fuck what they got to say
I know that I had to go run it up today
On another planet I cannot feel my face
They tried to go Hollywood on me but I just cannot see the fame
Told me I couldn't do this shit, had to do it my way
Fuck it, wake up I'm getting paid
Bands up, had to go get away
From all the people that was talking down on me yeah, said that it wasn't ok
That shorty not been for me, she got no loyalty might as well call her displayed, woah (yeah)
They was gone doubt on my name, I had to go get away
Ok I'm sorry
Ok I'm sorry
For all the shit that I didn't do
Trying to make it to a milli too
Had to go leave this shit just for you (for you)
Would've been better if I didn't know you
Hitting it
I just been hitting it, yeah, couldn't believe it
Life been changing around me, yeah, now they seeing it
Going up, fame, they tryna be in it (yeah, let's go)
She want to slide to the crib, but I ain't feeling it
Woah
Fuck what they got to say
I know that I had to go run it up today
On another planet I cannot feel my face
They tried to go Hollywood on me but I just cannot see the fame
Told me I couldn't do this shit, had to do it my way
Fuck it, wake up I'm getting paid
Bands up, had to go get away
From all the people that was talking down on me yeah, said that it wasn't ok
That shorty not been for me, she got no loyalty might as well call her displayed, woah (yeah)
They was gone doubt on my name, I had to go get away (get away)
Credits
Writer(s): Gianni Capovilla, Karol Chmielewski
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