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believing in me - no savage lyrics

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[intro]
(turn me up juu)
uh
wopo, hehe, yeah
yeah, and i got [?] in this b*tch with me
aye [?] what the f*ck it do n*gga
aye juu, turn me up then
aye, wopo, mob, mob, uh

[chorus]
they wasn’t believing in me
you ain’t ready to k!ll why you eager to beef
i’m known in the street for deletin’ my beef
i shoot it out b*tch i don’t do tweetin’
he did sh*t and he think i ain’t peep it
we get on offense leave him on defense
don’t even know all the corners that we spent
kidnap and rob him now he in the deep end, uh
i blеw a opp ass up with that glock 10
i got a hitman shoot like a marksman
i got a name off k!llin’ and robbin’
peoplе comparing my ass to a mobster
hittin’ that drum start a whole lot of drama
you k!ll my brother n*gga i’m the karma
mention my name and i’m causin’ a bombin’
won’t go with your n*ggas i’ll send you beyond ’em
[verse]
b*tch yeah
history comin’ this sh*t in the makin’, uh
i don’t eat pork but i turn him to bacon
two of my plugs jamaican and haitian
slaughtering any n*gga showin’ hatred
i f*cked it up before i started savin’, uh
i got it all back who know you know greater?
i’m stuck in this sh*t n*gga ain’t debatin’
be smart with this money go buy me some acres
i speak about risk ’cause i really go take ’em
he get in my way they gon’ need a replacement
12 jump on the cat only right that i spank him
breakin’ the scale with them .448s
duckin’ the law i ain’t duckin’ you f*ck n*ggas
n*gga survive ’cause i ain’t put enough in him
let him get better and still get up with him, mob
i got a deal but i do what i do n*gga, uh
come with a stick, i’ma be true n*gga
fully ap knocked off ’bout two n*ggas
don’t love a b*tch who be eager to suck d*ck
i know wassup, can’t trust one b*tch
how many of us? n*gga it was ’bout ten
we been this way ever since we was young men
right back lettin’ that stick off
i’m with the big dog, ain’t sh*t a been gone, uh
we used to beat n*ggas ass up [?]
how you gon’ dunk if i blow the whole rim off?
youngin’s want money they ready to get off
give ’em a stimulus check when they spin off
i’m mixing up ‘migos up with the hendog
think he on perc’s but he really off fentanyl
7.62 could knock one of they chin off
got to get ten no better ‘fore i send off
open dispensaries just to get sh*t off
i know the growers and they know the knock*offs
i’m really f*ckin’ this b*tch way in waldorf
f*ck before work i’ma make the b*tch call off
how you gon’ say you a legend and fall off?
it was like five of ’em i knocked ’em all off
[chorus]
they wasn’t believing in me
you ain’t ready to k!ll why you eager to beef
i’m known in the street for deletin’ my beef
i shoot it out b*tch i don’t do tweetin’
he did sh*t and he think i ain’t peep it
we get on offense leave him on defense
don’t even know all the corners that we spent
kidnap and rob him now he in the deep end, uh
i blew a opp ass up with that glock 10
i got a hitman shoot like a marksman
i got a name off k!llin’ and robbin’
people comparing my ass to a mobster
hittin’ that drum start a whole lot of drama
you k!ll my brother n*gga i’m the karma
mention my name and i’m causin’ a bombin’
won’t go with your n*ggas i’ll send you beyond ’em

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