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Intro: All you got to do is just believe just believe                                             Hook(2): They don’t believe in me             One

care bout the game, I just want a private jet
Bet the money make her wet
I go hard like Tiger Woods
Have a spot up in Tibet
It won't put a dent in my

a problem
I bet by the end of the night you leaving here with me
Now I got her rollin up and smoking weed
She showing team spirit and I ain't even wearing

but never lead
Look 10:58 and he just pullin up
Smellin like Jimmy with styrofoam cups
Vato turnt up and he rubbin his nuts
Look in his eyes I can tell

You won't be here long
No, nothing's for long

I was caught in the middle of calling it wrong
I had a list with my reasons, the pros and the cons
When I

of their whole family
I done took care of everything for em, looked out for them
Put em in the game, everything, turned on me
Fear is stronger than love,

This is low to the flo here we go
Game like nintendo back in '94
Tryna fill up the safe
Drank and coke to chase
They want to hate
I put up that bass

the short run
That is not drip that's pac sun
They see me that I'm different, Im that one
By the way it looks its I'm about to marry this rap game
Recreate

Into a pro
And you'll be the best you know
Man I'm built for this game I'm flowing like I lost control
Hit the floor
Chase some more
Grab the dough

sold dope I had ran it up off bows
Couldn't go to the league so I started getting pros
Put the bag in the air before it touched it was sold
I was just

they stuck in a locked truck with
A detonated gas grenade
Cuz by the time you hop on the trend
It'll end and you'll be exacerbated cuz you just had

on my face
Start from the top then I lick down by your waist
Just gimme taste lil taste
Replay those moments in my mind
Each time I hit it from behind
I

Verse 1:

Austin representer to the end
By time I was ten I was long gone
I was on that east side boy, no Lil Jon
I would with my grandma making

until I'm done with you
Rap pain and peace, you can't tame the beast
That rap life give game for free
OG in my corner, I'm grounded remember where I'm

body in a ice box, no omarion
Y'all are cons, ain't on that pro shit
Y'all need arsenals to square up
I could do that with a closed fist
Cold shit,

Disrespectfully let my art speak for me
I am already good I ain't struggling my money doubling
Smart investments got divided's coming in
Just trying

shit got me antsy
Vetements my hoodie but Rick what my pants be
Step out my house I'm as fresh as I can be
In a good mood man this bread got me dancing

24 seconds
I will make that basket and leave the other team guessin'

Since elementary school I'm in love with this game
I don't give a damn about

Ima bad guy
When I play I ain't playin by the rules
Wasting time
Fucking shawties, niggas shoulda stayed in school
My niggas only getting blues
This

don't ever put the work in
scared to succeed, I guess I'm still certain

I could be the pro if I put my mind to it
People stop and see me flow, can't

don't do this often
Ooh, I can tell that's honest
She already knew my info
Playing no games, Nintendo
New wave, we stacking our crypto
And she always in

reach, Aake naap le tu antar
Puns kare Preach but, never call me Punter
Yes Mai hu Gon maaru Hunter pe Hunter
Solo feat hai ye song
Rakkha STEP in the pro

Dragon smoking 'em
I got different flavors
Know that Tony going in
Design by Delicious
Designer all on my skin
DIY the world I'm in
Just like a game

you
Hold my own
Rolling stone
No clone
I'm in my zone
I get more looks than 1080p
All these hoes yea dey on Mahdi
Buss'um out
Then brush'um off
She