I Doubt It (Prince Dion's Intro)

(M-M-M-Money)

Pull up to the studio fly
No stopping, the limit's the sky
They know a nigga lit like a light
They know a nigga fly like a kite

I'm a rapper, and a poet, I write shit
Bars hard, like a nigga indicted
Black truck, presidential like Biden
If it come from my mouth I write it

These niggas love to cap on the gram
Saying shit, throwing rocks, hiding hands
You hate me, but y'all really been a fan
Group picture in that busted Rent-a-van

Hate on me but I'm still in demand
Cut them off then my waist got thin
Y'all be pests like fleas on my skin
Instead of hating you should go to the gym

Yeah I said it, what about it lil bitch?
Ain't talking lights but hoes love to switch
And I'm winning, cause I'm still the shit
Being fake to me drove you off a cliff

Hate on me, stay pouting lil bitch
I'm the pilot, stay downing lil bitch
Don't ever play me, I stay on that shit
Compete with me? I doubt it lil bitch

Ay, lemme slow it down for the slow ones
You talking about talent, but you ain't got one
Always talking shit, but you wanna hide and run
I'm packing heat, but I ain't talking a gun

Put me way above them cause they not on my level
They still throwing dirt, just pass me the shovel
Ima have them in regret when it's really time to rumble
I'm who they wanna be, cause I dont act bumbled
Ay
Nicki is the queen, I got talent to be the prince
And you see that new whip? Paid in full, not rent
I be running so fast I made them quit like Kent
I ain't never saying sorry cause I said what I meant

Wanna be logical but you don't make sense
Wanna hate on me, when you need to pay your rent
Niggas be clowns but I don't see the circus
When they see Davio they get nervous

Cause I'm making moves, I line them up in a group
Read them all like a book, I learned that all these people fools
Talking shit on my name, but get mad if I talk about you
I speak facts, and the truth, I don't care if I sound rude

I always be on go, they know I never lack
They know that I can rap, and flow on any track
They want to spread rumors but get mad if I said facts
Cause real attracts real but fake attracts whack

Always play the frontline not the backline
If a nigga wanna play, it'll be smacktime
Ain't talking MC, it'll be hammertime
Make a nigga think twice like it's math time

These niggas be slow like a old computer
So let me show you dumb niggas how to do it
My aim is always good like a trained shooter
I been good at rapping I don't need a tutor

New game, press start, uh
Hop in, fast car, uh
Drive-by, paint-the-block, uh
Pop shit, I can't stop, uh

On my new shit, but it got the same smell
Got bars for years, hope I get some mail
Shit is always wavy, I never set sail
Haters try to bother me but they always fail

A nigga so hot, I'm hotter than hot chips
You dropped a new song, it tanked harder than hot shit
Wanna be the original, but you should just quit
So much money in these pockets, I think they might split

Fuck a friendship, I'm happy without ya
Niggas talking quiet shit, but can't say it louder
In love with the money, like a crackhead with powder
I ain't talking about 50, feel like I got power