I don't believe that no no no i don't believe that i don't believe that i don't believe that
Believe in me
You gotta show me some faith i'm with the team homie
Come talk your shit to my face
I put a beam on it
Then I pull up in a wraith
Why you acting like i won't go down as one of the greats
I can't believe all the shit that I be saying
I be sitting here I'm praying I forget this ain't a church
As of lately I been so caught up around myself
That my blood sweat and tears they be drowning in my work
I do music so I can cope with my emotions and my feelings as of lately ya
I know it don't really cure the hurt
When I step away from trap then you all just want me back
Then I go switching lanes they all just gonna swerve
So what the f*ck do you want from me don't ask me what I want
Lately all I wanna do is just rhyme and be upfront
Ion wanna go and flex I don't wanna rep a gun
I can't get past 50 plays unless my money gets a run
(Unless my money gets a run)
We got the talent can y'all support it
You shout these wack ass rappers that are boring
Shoot for promo and y'all ignore it
I can't believe how all of you snoring
Believe in me
You gotta show me some faith i'm with the team homie
Come talk your shit to my face
I put a beam on it
Then I pull up in a wraith
Why you acting like i won't go down as one of the greats
It's okay if you don't get my vision
In studio knowing what I'm doing gon' get me paid
Explaining this shit to my mom, she won't ever get it
I'm tryna see success, before I'm called up to the golden gates
The world gon' know my name, believe or not
Asking how I rose to fame, I'm the cream of the crop
Middle fingers to yo face, if you throwin' shade
Can't wait see the look on your face, when evil's on top
People from high school believe, I'm gon' be a loser
I used to, cut class stay at home and work on music
That's why you need a college degree, what about your future?
F*ck rap, you ain't makin' dough with that bullshit
Ha, just sit back and watch, quit rap? will not
Got big plans and I, won't stop til I'm sitting at the top
Happy and successful, money in my bank account
This is the dream I always think about
Jace Freeman - Believe (feat. Cainn9ne & Unknown) Lyrics
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I don't believe that no no no i don't believe that i don't believe that i don't believe that
Believe in me
You gotta show me some faith i'm with the team homie
Come talk your shit to my face
I put a beam on it
Then I pull up in a wraith
Why you acting like i won't go down as one of the greats
I can't believe all the shit that I be saying
I be sitting here I'm praying I forget this ain't a church
As of lately I been so caught up around myself
That my blood sweat and tears they be drowning in my work
I do music so I can cope with my emotions and my feelings as of lately ya
I know it don't really cure the hurt
When I step away from trap then you all just want me back
Then I go switching lanes they all just gonna swerve
So what the f*ck do you want from me don't ask me what I want
Lately all I wanna do is just rhyme and be upfront
Ion wanna go and flex I don't wanna rep a gun
I can't get past 50 plays unless my money gets a run
(Unless my money gets a run)
We got the talent can y'all support it
You shout these wack ass rappers that are boring
Shoot for promo and y'all ignore it
I can't believe how all of you snoring
Believe in me
You gotta show me some faith i'm with the team homie
Come talk your shit to my face
I put a beam on it
Then I pull up in a wraith
Why you acting like i won't go down as one of the greats
It's okay if you don't get my vision
In studio knowing what I'm doing gon' get me paid
Explaining this shit to my mom, she won't ever get it
I'm tryna see success, before I'm called up to the golden gates
The world gon' know my name, believe or not
Asking how I rose to fame, I'm the cream of the crop
Middle fingers to yo face, if you throwin' shade
Can't wait see the look on your face, when evil's on top
People from high school believe, I'm gon' be a loser
I used to, cut class stay at home and work on music
That's why you need a college degree, what about your future?
F*ck rap, you ain't makin' dough with that bullshit
Ha, just sit back and watch, quit rap? will not
Got big plans and I, won't stop til I'm sitting at the top
Happy and successful, money in my bank account
This is the dream I always think about
Believe in me
You gotta show me some faith i'm with the team homie
Come talk your shit to my face
I put a beam on it
Then I pull up in a wraith
Why you acting like i won't go down as one of the greats
I can't believe all the shit that I be saying
I be sitting here I'm praying I forget this ain't a church
As of lately I been so caught up around myself
That my blood sweat and tears they be drowning in my work
I do music so I can cope with my emotions and my feelings as of lately ya
I know it don't really cure the hurt
When I step away from trap then you all just want me back
Then I go switching lanes they all just gonna swerve
So what the f*ck do you want from me don't ask me what I want
Lately all I wanna do is just rhyme and be upfront
Ion wanna go and flex I don't wanna rep a gun
I can't get past 50 plays unless my money gets a run
(Unless my money gets a run)
We got the talent can y'all support it
You shout these wack ass rappers that are boring
Shoot for promo and y'all ignore it
I can't believe how all of you snoring
Believe in me
You gotta show me some faith i'm with the team homie
Come talk your shit to my face
I put a beam on it
Then I pull up in a wraith
Why you acting like i won't go down as one of the greats
It's okay if you don't get my vision
In studio knowing what I'm doing gon' get me paid
Explaining this shit to my mom, she won't ever get it
I'm tryna see success, before I'm called up to the golden gates
The world gon' know my name, believe or not
Asking how I rose to fame, I'm the cream of the crop
Middle fingers to yo face, if you throwin' shade
Can't wait see the look on your face, when evil's on top
People from high school believe, I'm gon' be a loser
I used to, cut class stay at home and work on music
That's why you need a college degree, what about your future?
F*ck rap, you ain't makin' dough with that bullshit
Ha, just sit back and watch, quit rap? will not
Got big plans and I, won't stop til I'm sitting at the top
Happy and successful, money in my bank account
This is the dream I always think about
Writer: Cain Fancy, Jace Freeman, Pedro Feliz
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