oceandrivejeff - believe me freestyle lyrics
[verse 1]
they say it’s hard to blow in miami
i said sh-t where the blunts at
roll up instrumentals
burn them, finesse
n-ggas went broke just trying to hang with the cool n-ggas
we not rich
but we are nothing like you n-ggas
get job done i’m the one believe me
she asked me where i see myself i told that b-tch tv
king me i’m the only one to get the job done
my mixtape cuts better then these n-ggas albums
the fans believe me they banging with my sh-t the loudest
twitter got a k do what n-ggas these n-ggas do with thousands
listen to your sh-t like how the f-ck his cl!ck allow this
embarr-ssing them boys
cause everything you say is childish n-gga
mi familia chasing millions
if this was a game trust me boy my team got many yards
keem run the new miami
big o filming h-lla stars
hanging with the gods
paintings on the wall by junkyard
this is not checkers
play your role we don’t switch sides
not your environment then go hang out with the good guys
d-ck riders trying to bang with this enterprise
but ain’t no bandwagons about to park all up in this garage
blast off in a nascar to the lands of
gated houses out west i work my -ss off
papa keep on talking what if you don’t make it plans
told him chill pop your son is about to be the f-cking man
they say that this ah small world well i ain’t meet a n-gga like me yet
the type to get the reebok deal while spending nike checks
hustler i can rule this world with a pen and pad
and shower imani with all the sh-t i never had
though that ain’t much cause my mama legit
’98 she pushed a lexus with ah lex on her wrist
that sh-t got stolen by the mob
with 20 grand in the whip
fbi investigations while she teaching the kids sh-t
believe me this easy
y’all n-ggas brag about your fam when they got set up and seized
we don’t talk about that sh-t i mean sh-t look at akeem
sh-t and you ain’t got to stick a needle in my bloodline
to see that sh-t is real once i done made up my mind
dream it then i touch it
got 100 on this sh-t
that if they blackball my cl!ck
that we gone get to this money its nothing
live life one day at ah time
coach who?
f-ck huddles i call my plays from the line
ash trays on they -ss mane until i’m getting mad-paid
akuna ma tada if it ain’t about ah d-mn thing
on every track rapping like we in the last days
mama prays and jesus walks
so you ain’t got to lift the seat for you to see this sh-t ours
broke who? i’ll sell cleveland fans a pair of lebron’s
offing n-ggas even friends like i’m kendrick lamar boy
better saddle up the swimmers
can’t compete in this race
i’m barefaced and still stealing the stage
baby mama and my mama feel i’m stuck in my ways
hotels f-cking eve bending corners with snakes
i despise all these little guys
talking all this suicide
but we know the truth n-gga you and i who is i
i the truth k!ll a tiger in the booth y’all surviving in the booth
hanging off a line or two turn to lions in the booth
about his cars and his coupes
but believe pimp b-tches like stevie
oh my tape mimi they all want to see
cause after one tape dropped these n-ggas looking like props
cause best believe they know the difference when a real gun pop
and difference between our vids when one of my sh-t drop
they notice that i’m getting better and that your sh-t not
sticking moving around the town n-ggas noticing us see us out
post a comment that they knew it was us laugh when n-ggas try to act like they ain’t know it was us (yeah)
it’s ocean b-tch the local spitter
about to pop might not see again naw
i think rich if i run into m’s lord
scratch about to run into some m’s god
speak my feelings on these innings i ain’t got to pretend
hit home-runs with every artist i pick
uh i’m at the table n-gga heavy betting all of my chips
soon as i hit my n-ggas all get dip
some of my homies i ain’t speak to in awhile now they trying to give me room
they know i’m trying to get the brand out (know they boy is loyal)
i’m just trying to get my change up what
i’m coming when i get my change up
do it for the day-ones won’t take a day off this is the playoffs
but in this game only winners come home
difference is they out for money sh-t i’m out the throne
that’s why raps don’t really hence about the money i blow
trying to live through my daughter and the tv
even when i die the youth going to believe me young god
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