J Minor - Believe

At the end of the day
If you gonna believe in some mutha fucking body
Let it be you, you know what I'm saying
Cause these niggas out here ain't about shit
These hoes ain't about shit either
You know what I'm saying
You Need Tint 4 Dis Shit
(Jay)
I feel alive in the mist of all the hate and spite
You ain't on until you hear of threats on your life
I got the word, me and my niggas rode on that night
Thank the Lord I'm reading a text, I never read a kite
Relationships get shaky when their forced by a baby
I guess I'm flaky cause I caught you when you tried to play me
I should of known when you put on like your dope was better
Am I wrong, I thought we was in this shit together
I hit the blunt, call up Pops, yeah a real nigga
Don't pay that shit no mind, but your arms getting bigger
Call the Jew man, buy my cigarillos by the box
Free big cuz and all them real niggas locked in the box
I'm too grown, I can't go unless I got a section
A lot of OG niggas haters they don't give direction
Grow my hair out I'm a king, I don't need approval
Call em Rudolph, red nose on this fucking Ruger
If you love me, tell me you love me
The people you love hug em, embrace em
Mutha fuckers leaving here
Know what I mean
I believe in me
Far as to the other shit
Man don't pay that shit no mind
Them niggas just jaw jacking
I believe in me
Niggas aint making no mutha fucking noise
It's by any means necessary nigga
1942 I'm sippin looking at the water
If MOE yo MOTTO you out of order
I take a knee, stand with Kap, nigga kill the cap
I know some pussies playing ganstas when they click a app
Support from strangers, side eyes from the ones that envy
Had words with cuz, shit, you operating on one Kidney
White boys selling green now, hell yeah that figures
Lord free us, send your blessings to the trap niggas
SS under my garage this no facade
My young nigga just lost his daddy hold ya head Rashad
Santa Cruz yeah I'm fucking with the finer things
Will throw it all away, please don't reach out for my chains
By any means necessary it's a state of mind
Before me and Monfred got serious, she was down to sign
Red wine to celebrate the time we spend together
Somebody hurt I swear to God, they'll lock me up forever
Let that breathe
These folks got me fucked up
I believe in me
I believe in me
(Jay)

Written by:
Larry Pittman, Quonsheryl Pittman

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