Doubt Me
You sure you wanna swim up in this deep blue
Rou no nd the sharks where they really play with no rules
I mix the bi carb the Pyrex was my pro tools
I had a 100 miss calls that gave me dope blues
From the juggers dealing on the corner
To the capo at the top
Can you bounce and get back
I hold weight in these streets
Got a masters degree in this dope shit
Why would you doubt me
Why would you doubt me
Heard there's hitters all around me
Man a iron Robert Downey
White qamis im on my Saudi
Rose gold match my champagne
Why would you doubt me
Why would you doubt me
All my stones never cloudy
I'm tatted like a Māori
Why would you doubt me
Why would you doubt me
I've had the marathon running
Been doing this 10 summers
I got the finest when you land
Cause we locked in like blood brothers
I walk the land of the zombie
The blind and the top shotters
I went all in
Keep the schedule legit
She just hear the Benz roaring
She don't see fishscale tempura'd
Have him wrestle with some crocodile Teeth like Ventura
Got a Asian plug that's good with the diamonds as Ben baller
I'll M1 the brick no less than a manslaughter
Just to lock the manor
Trading this British pound against the dollar
Living off the powder for the power
Man that's dope nostalgia
Bashing down the chowder wrap 1xtra that's that tiffany calver
Plan and execute why them man don't cover no departments
All carnage see this shit you might have trauma
Pirelli's sticking to the tarmac as I hug the corner
They drop your charge
Cause your best friend dem in Scotland Yard
We ain't speaking to the Babylon or no informer
And to my doubters that a never thought I'd get this far
Writing down my story on the pages this ain't Roald Dahl
Anything I like get two of each get on my Noah's ark
Name drop me when you with the plug
He might just let you off dope blues
You sure you wanna swim up in this deep blue
Round the sharks where they really play with no rules
I mix the bi carb the Pyrex was my pro tools
I had a 100 miss calls that gave me dope blues
From the juggers dealing on the corner
To the capo at the top
Can you bounce and get back
I hold weight in these streets
Got a masters degree in this dope shit
Why would you doubt me
Why would you doubt me
Heard there's hitters all around me
Man a iron Robert Downey
White qamis im on my Saudi
Rose gold match my champagne
Why would you doubt me
Why would you doubt me
All my stones never cloudy
I'm tatted like a Māori
Why would you doubt me
Why would you doubt me
Rou no nd the sharks where they really play with no rules
I mix the bi carb the Pyrex was my pro tools
I had a 100 miss calls that gave me dope blues
From the juggers dealing on the corner
To the capo at the top
Can you bounce and get back
I hold weight in these streets
Got a masters degree in this dope shit
Why would you doubt me
Why would you doubt me
Heard there's hitters all around me
Man a iron Robert Downey
White qamis im on my Saudi
Rose gold match my champagne
Why would you doubt me
Why would you doubt me
All my stones never cloudy
I'm tatted like a Māori
Why would you doubt me
Why would you doubt me
I've had the marathon running
Been doing this 10 summers
I got the finest when you land
Cause we locked in like blood brothers
I walk the land of the zombie
The blind and the top shotters
I went all in
Keep the schedule legit
She just hear the Benz roaring
She don't see fishscale tempura'd
Have him wrestle with some crocodile Teeth like Ventura
Got a Asian plug that's good with the diamonds as Ben baller
I'll M1 the brick no less than a manslaughter
Just to lock the manor
Trading this British pound against the dollar
Living off the powder for the power
Man that's dope nostalgia
Bashing down the chowder wrap 1xtra that's that tiffany calver
Plan and execute why them man don't cover no departments
All carnage see this shit you might have trauma
Pirelli's sticking to the tarmac as I hug the corner
They drop your charge
Cause your best friend dem in Scotland Yard
We ain't speaking to the Babylon or no informer
And to my doubters that a never thought I'd get this far
Writing down my story on the pages this ain't Roald Dahl
Anything I like get two of each get on my Noah's ark
Name drop me when you with the plug
He might just let you off dope blues
You sure you wanna swim up in this deep blue
Round the sharks where they really play with no rules
I mix the bi carb the Pyrex was my pro tools
I had a 100 miss calls that gave me dope blues
From the juggers dealing on the corner
To the capo at the top
Can you bounce and get back
I hold weight in these streets
Got a masters degree in this dope shit
Why would you doubt me
Why would you doubt me
Heard there's hitters all around me
Man a iron Robert Downey
White qamis im on my Saudi
Rose gold match my champagne
Why would you doubt me
Why would you doubt me
All my stones never cloudy
I'm tatted like a Māori
Why would you doubt me
Why would you doubt me
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Writer(s): Kristof Lilienthal, Che Lewis
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