To the ones who believed in me, I, I love you, you know?
Yeah
Hey now, what you sayin' now?
Backpack, Goyard, it was fragrance
I done made rap a livin'
Believe me, I ain't kiddin'
Should've seen the hater's face when they seen I done shitted
I done did it for the ones that ain't believe in me
But, you stayed down, baby, what you seen in me?
Movin' to a different city, switchin' scenery
But I still call when I'm leavin', need yo' touch
What I love, I'm needin' much
Been through a lot, but, I ain't grievin' much
Times got hard and I ain't sleepin' much
And, I know you hate that for me
Lied to your face, I know you hate that shorty
Everytime you call me, I be right there for it
Everytime you don't, I be right there callin'
Like, still pickin' up the phone when the phone don't ring
I'll take the blame, put it all on me
You don't trust a soul, but, you call on me
Everytime you're down and you fall on me
And, I'm right there pickin' back up
First time that we link, call a black truck
Bellhop right at the desk, put the bags up for ya
Did everything that I can do for ya
And, I know. was thinkin' I should probably switch it up a lil' bit
Mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm
Alright, come on, yeah
You don't believe in liers
Say, add fire to fire
Why you lookin' in my face like I tried ya?
When baby I ain't even try ya
Let's be real, got to keep it real with yourself 'fore you even keep it real with a nigga
Tell me, what's the deal with a nigga
I be in my feels and you still ain't feeling a nigga
You ain't feeling a nigga
You ain't feeling a nigga
You ain't feeling a nigga
You ain't feeling a nigga
Ayy, broski, I won't lie, keep all that
I'm fuckin' with that, that was hard
Come on, let's go to the next one
Wait, let the, let the beat play a lil' bit
Alright, come on
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