believe that - dnyc3 & 03 greedo lyrics
believe that, i done bought the streets back
caught cases, i can’t even tell you where to eat at
believe that, so leave that
i’ma tat my dead homies somewhere where my sleeve at
believe that, i done bought the streets back
caught cases, i can’t even tell you where to eat at
believe that, so leave that
i’ma tat my dead homies somewhere where my sleeve at
birdman in my city, b*tch, believe that
b*tch, i gotta keep a pistol where i eat it
no microwave, i’m in the kitchen where the heat at
meet me in the trap at
we don’t need weed maps, drippin’ like tree sap
show me where the lean at
i’m with janky, he like, show me where the scheme at
drummer gang, but they can’t really show you where no beat at
o3 that made it out, the haters can’t believe that
weed back, show me where the cheese at
made some bands with pnb, now show me where the keys at
i’m from jordan downs where dirty white t’s at
dirty magnum and dirty bows and dirty soldieries at
i’m from where the middleman’s and all the dealers and the fiends at
i’m from where your closer friends will try to k!ll your dreams, yeah
just cause they can’t figure out a way to get they team right
i’m from where them people say, we still can’t wear our jeans right, ooh
believe that, i done bought the streets back
caught cases, i can’t even tell you where to eat at
believe that, so leave that
i’ma tat my dead homies somewhere where my sleeve at
believe that, i done bought the streets back
caught cases, i can’t even tell you where to eat at
believe that, so leave that
i’ma tat my dead homies somewhere where my sleeve at
i need this, ayy, don’t need that, ayy
believe this, ayy, don’t believe that, ayy
you know lil’ rucci, i be where the b’s at, ayy
three up top, i’m like, where my g’s at, ayy
patek this, ayy, ayy, phillipe that, ayy, ayy
gucci kicks, ayy, ayy, celine hat, ayy, ayy
send that b*tch my way, i’ma bleed that, ayy, ayy
i’m from the gutter where they take your dreams at
ok, now project thuggin, i ain’t had nothing
i was on the bus, now this buss down bussin’
fell off with my cousin, f*ck it, i can’t trust him
supposed to be my brother, but he went out like a sucka
okay, now, if you lookin’ for me, i be right here on the block, boy
rucc, dawg, baby, definition of a hot boy
believe that, i done bought the streets back
03 and rucc, dawg, know the streets need that, ayy, go
believe that, i done bought the streets back
caught cases, i can’t even tell you where to eat at
believe that, so leave that
i’ma tat my dead homies somewhere where my sleeve at
believe that, i done bought the streets back
caught cases, i can’t even tell you where to eat at
believe that, so leave that
i’ma tat my dead homies somewhere where my sleeve at
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