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hit - bezz believe lyrics

cracka lack on the track
cracka lack on the beat, that’s the way i like it, yeah
hit, after hit, after hit

ay, ay

do you believe in god
they praying for your downfall, but you gon’ beat the odds
they try to sabotage you, when your frequencies are high
i sympathize and see the world, through other people’s eyes
‘n’ they’ve been patiently waiting, for someone real to rise
’cause they gettin’ sick and tired of these false prophеts
what the mainstream glorifies * all toxic
making b*tchеs famous just for saying hawk tuah’
while the good kids get ignored for being top students
lot of talented artists with hot music
but their songs don’t go viral, ’cause they’re not stupid
labels love to sign you when they know you drugged up
’cause everytime a rapper dies, streaming numbers go up
remember when they used to say mac miller was a joke
then after he passed the same folks calling him the goat, (r*i*p)
middle finger at this fake ass industry
i’d rather live middle*class and do this independently
no one hustle harder than a single dad on a mission
i’m fully focused on fatherhood, i ain’t got time for b*tches
got no time to listen to these lying politicians
kneel for the flag, then they standing for communism
play you as a sucker as a tax paying citizen
then they teaching pr*nouns over hard work and discipline
brainwashing you to think it’s cool to be feminine
f*ck that – i’m bringing back masculine men again – woof
talking big dog sh*t, grab the mic and start snappin’ like a red nose pit
cellphone jumping watching elbows flip, me and crack in the studio making
hit after, after hit, after hit, hit, hit
making hit, after hit, after hit, hit, hit
i make hit, after hit, after hit, hit, hit
i take hit, after hit, after hit, hit hit

i be smoking strong

cracka lack cook a beat then i eat it up
accomplish goals like i’m tryna win the stanley cup
tell kanye that his last album sucked

stuffing runz in my blunt and they presidential
haters try to underestimate my full potential
any rapper thinking he can see me on the instrumental
imma put him to the test like a numba two pencil
f*ck the money, f*ck the clout, f*ck the marketing
lyrically, bar for bar, who is going hard as me
they need a whole team of ghostwriters to accomplish this
the only name you’ll see on my credits is brad markovitz

hit after, after hit, hit, hit
making hit, after hit, after hit, hit, hit
i make hit, after hit, after hit, hit, hit
i take hit, after hit, after hit, hit hit

i be smoking strong

- bezz believe lyrics

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