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Rimi - Don't Doubt It Lyrics



Rimi - Don't Doubt It Lyrics
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Uh, yeah
Aye
Resonated
I'm so bout it, so, so bout it
So bout it, don't you ever doubt it
So bout it, so, so bout it
So bout it, don't you ever doubt it
I'm so bout it, I'm so, so bout it
I'm so bout it, don't you ever doubt it
I'm so bout it, I'm so, so bout it
I'm so bout it, don't you ever doubt it
I'm so bout it, I'm so, so bout it
I'm so bout it, don't you ever doubt it
And don't you ever doubt it
Feel the reckoning
Calculated aim upon the game for every second and
Blast my competition, squeeze first, no questioning
Even if you owning up to shit there's no confession in
Your records, for the record we ain't listening
Y'all busy smoking on that endo shit
Playing games like you all on your Nintendo shit
Shit, I dare you try to pen your shit
'Cause even my worst shit can really end your shit
Take my time with the pen
What I'm writing here is real, this is not for pretend
Boy I spit it through the wire, like you can't go up the fence
Way I'm attacking with the flow, you can't up your defense
I'm done making amends, I'm done chasing a trend, I'm the one that set it
I'm the one that get it, you only saying "esketit"
I don't really get it
How you hope and pray that I'm the one getting the credit
But the minute I spit it, you all discredit what I'm bout
I'm the one no doubt
Boy I spit it prolific, you couldn't kick it
I'm lit and I'm staying on my route
I got that killa clout
Boy my demeanor be meaning I'm beaming
You seeing the way I'm gleaming through the clouds
With the illest sounds, we don't know no bounds
We just go through rounds, we just run the town
So, don't you run your mouth
Unless you really tryna find out what I'm all about
'Cause I'm so bout it, I'm so, so bout it
I'm so bout it, don't you ever doubt it
I'm so bout it, I'm so, so bout it
I'm so bout it, don't you ever doubt it
I'm so bout it, I'm so, so bout it
I'm so bout it, don't you ever doubt it
And don't you ever doubt it
Y'all get a breather 'fore I give you that ether and blow
Bust out a heater, give a fever, you reap what you sow
Feeling like Caesar till the season you killed with the blows
Die slow, you know how my mind go
Go from the topic to topic, if you ain't discussing my name
I walk it and talk it and put that image on a frame
Just knock it you not it, you know you looking like a lame
Boy, I really do this thing, and y'all just entertain
Ride the train, better stop your way, if it's for the fame, know I'm saying,
I've been on my way, all up in my lane, know I'm saying
Shining through the rain, just to build a name, know I'm saying
Y'all don't even have a set that y'all can claim, know I'm saying
When it's said and done, I've been the realest one
All up in your feelings, but my team ain't never feeling one
Drip a sweat for kilograms, my pressure been a kiloton
Flexing on the gram, drop a flex bomb, you skeleton
My words get worse in every verse, they ain't rehearsed
Slip a curse and then I burst and leave your hearse in the dirt
Bitch I've been first in any turf, f*ck the words you done heard
I'm the most versed rapper they deserve, ya heard, ya heard
Aye, ya heard, ya heard
Aye, ya heard, ya heard
Ya heard
Ya heard
Ya heard
'Cause I'm so bout it, I'm so, so bout it
I'm so bout it, don't you ever doubt it
I'm so bout it, I'm so, so bout it
I'm so bout it, don't you ever doubt it, don't doubt it
I'm so bout it, I'm so, so bout it
I'm so bout it, don't you ever doubt it
And don't you ever doubt it
Now where the Southside at? What's up, what's up!
Where the Northside at? What's up, what's up!
Where the East Coast at? What's up, what's up!
West coast, let me see you put your W's up!
Where the Southside at? What's up, what's up!
Where the Northside at? What's up, what's up!
Where the East Coast at? What's up, what's up!
West Coast, what up, West Coast, what up!
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English

Uh, yeah
Aye
Resonated
I'm so bout it, so, so bout it
So bout it, don't you ever doubt it
So bout it, so, so bout it
So bout it, don't you ever doubt it
I'm so bout it, I'm so, so bout it
I'm so bout it, don't you ever doubt it
I'm so bout it, I'm so, so bout it
I'm so bout it, don't you ever doubt it
I'm so bout it, I'm so, so bout it
I'm so bout it, don't you ever doubt it
And don't you ever doubt it
Feel the reckoning
Calculated aim upon the game for every second and
Blast my competition, squeeze first, no questioning
Even if you owning up to shit there's no confession in
Your records, for the record we ain't listening
Y'all busy smoking on that endo shit
Playing games like you all on your Nintendo shit
Shit, I dare you try to pen your shit
'Cause even my worst shit can really end your shit
Take my time with the pen
What I'm writing here is real, this is not for pretend
Boy I spit it through the wire, like you can't go up the fence
Way I'm attacking with the flow, you can't up your defense
I'm done making amends, I'm done chasing a trend, I'm the one that set it
I'm the one that get it, you only saying "esketit"
I don't really get it
How you hope and pray that I'm the one getting the credit
But the minute I spit it, you all discredit what I'm bout
I'm the one no doubt
Boy I spit it prolific, you couldn't kick it
I'm lit and I'm staying on my route
I got that killa clout
Boy my demeanor be meaning I'm beaming
You seeing the way I'm gleaming through the clouds
With the illest sounds, we don't know no bounds
We just go through rounds, we just run the town
So, don't you run your mouth
Unless you really tryna find out what I'm all about
'Cause I'm so bout it, I'm so, so bout it
I'm so bout it, don't you ever doubt it
I'm so bout it, I'm so, so bout it
I'm so bout it, don't you ever doubt it
I'm so bout it, I'm so, so bout it
I'm so bout it, don't you ever doubt it
And don't you ever doubt it
Y'all get a breather 'fore I give you that ether and blow
Bust out a heater, give a fever, you reap what you sow
Feeling like Caesar till the season you killed with the blows
Die slow, you know how my mind go
Go from the topic to topic, if you ain't discussing my name
I walk it and talk it and put that image on a frame
Just knock it you not it, you know you looking like a lame
Boy, I really do this thing, and y'all just entertain
Ride the train, better stop your way, if it's for the fame, know I'm saying,
I've been on my way, all up in my lane, know I'm saying
Shining through the rain, just to build a name, know I'm saying
Y'all don't even have a set that y'all can claim, know I'm saying
When it's said and done, I've been the realest one
All up in your feelings, but my team ain't never feeling one
Drip a sweat for kilograms, my pressure been a kiloton
Flexing on the gram, drop a flex bomb, you skeleton
My words get worse in every verse, they ain't rehearsed
Slip a curse and then I burst and leave your hearse in the dirt
Bitch I've been first in any turf, f*ck the words you done heard
I'm the most versed rapper they deserve, ya heard, ya heard
Aye, ya heard, ya heard
Aye, ya heard, ya heard
Ya heard
Ya heard
Ya heard
'Cause I'm so bout it, I'm so, so bout it
I'm so bout it, don't you ever doubt it
I'm so bout it, I'm so, so bout it
I'm so bout it, don't you ever doubt it, don't doubt it
I'm so bout it, I'm so, so bout it
I'm so bout it, don't you ever doubt it
And don't you ever doubt it
Now where the Southside at? What's up, what's up!
Where the Northside at? What's up, what's up!
Where the East Coast at? What's up, what's up!
West coast, let me see you put your W's up!
Where the Southside at? What's up, what's up!
Where the Northside at? What's up, what's up!
Where the East Coast at? What's up, what's up!
West Coast, what up, West Coast, what up!
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Writer: SAM JORIMI
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Performed By: Rimi
Language: English
Length: 4:05
Written by: SAM JORIMI

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