Ya Boi L.I.V.E - Believe Me (feat. Big C & A-La Da Analist)
Nigga Believe Me
Nigga Believe me
Yeeeaaahhh
Ldot yo yo
Yeeeaaahhh
This the life lits the light
Expensive, no renting the whips are ours
Pull them all out, and it look like a star
Fell out the sky right on the ride
Transforming everybody that was inside
Now Everybody hopping out looking all fly
Ah Yea you see us Nigga
Everybody hopping out looking all fly
Cause this the life
So get your picture right
You don't wanna miss this
Nigga listen right
It's like every time I move I'm on a mission right
Heard you, niggaz doing bad
You better get your life
Or a couple dollars even if you borrow
You flip the shit And then you give the shit back
With an extra stack
My nigga, how about that?
You're man sell work give da boy pack
If your man got beef give da boy a strap
Shorty all on you and her ass kinda fat
Turn that ass around and you hit it from the back
Teddy pend her down yea bitch take dat
Cause the flows phenomenal
The boys abominable
The beat go hard
Break a table with dominoes
Your, shit sounds stupid Boy
You suckers are comical
I'd shoot that boy down
But you know how that karma do
These niggaz can't see me believe me
Dem boys are blinder than Stevie
I make it look easy Chris breezy
Cause I was made to be on TV
My nigga believe me
Yahh Yahh Yahh Yahh
Yeeeaaahhh
Believe me
Yahh Yahh Yahh Yahh
Yeeeaaahhh
I got em
It's over its lit
Ain't talking bout money
Stop talking that shit
I pull up and spot em
They running they lip
These niggaz is mad
We fucking they bitch (Gotem)
Ain't nothing but a hood thing
Nigga ain't shit change but my mood swings
Southern state L.I.E switching three lanes
Bad bitch on my side
That's my new thing
And most of you niggaz is trash
This rap shit is easy I'm back in my bag
They thought it was over
I'm raising the flag.
Throw dirt on my name
I sit back and laugh Ha Ha
Now what these niggaz talk about
Hoodstyle Trachouse on a money route
I ain't never been a nigga tryna chase clout
Big C said so
So it's no doubt
These niggaz can't see me believe me
Dem boys are blinder than Stevie
I make it look easy Chris breezy
Cause I was made to be on
My nigga believe me
Yahh Yahh Yahh Yahh
Yeeeaaahhh
Believe me
Yahh Yahh Yahh Yahh
Yeeeaaahhh
I got the glow like MJ
Billie Jean so clean like a Sunday
Bitch mean look good on a runway
Keep a beam when it's time for the gun play
I, I handle mines 0J in a bronco
Push a line black range or a Tahoe
Pulling up make it rain like a strip show
Stay woke gets dark when your eyes close
Believe me I make this shit look easy
I'm certified Chris breezy
Plus I'm bout my paperrrr
Look at me now, so profound
I don't think y'all can handle me nah
I've been around for a while.
I'm so seasoned with mine.
So official its a go and you know that
I'm like 456 when I roll that
Head crack came up Young Thundercat
Like X would say where my dogs at
Crystal clear gotta, pistol near
I can squeeze one time make you disappear
This is GrownFolks talk ain't no kids in here
I'm on Demon Time fearless with mine yeah
This one's gone hit when the tape drop
Non-viral can't find us on TikTok
Kick rocks nonstop This is hip-hop
Let's talk about it yeah
I could walk around it put chalk around it
Yall still out here I've been found it
I'm bossed up I do it my way
You lost as fuck
Y'all ain't fucking with us nah
Yahh Yahh Yahh Yahh
Yeeeaaahhh
Believe me
Yahh Yahh Yahh Yahh
Yeeeaaahhh
Written by:
Aaron Mixon, Yeshai Mixon
Publisher:
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