Believe Me

 

 

Knock a nigga head off his shoulders.

 

Bread getting toasters.

 

Feds never visit, guess they scared like they po-sta.

 

Huggy is a dia-per.

 

Wet shit soaking.

 

Dissing cold cash pay a visit words spoken.

 

Led I will spread, huggy dead in the bed.

 

 

Catch his ass sleeping as I creep into his bedroom.

 

Change the name on his grave huggy to pull-up. If asked how he died autopsy you should pull up.

 

Fuck I better cool up I fucking hate bull shit I gave huggy a chance to grow-up, still not a full cup.

 

Who the fuck want some.

 

Boys ya better duel up or gang up because i have Precision in the range Bra.

 

Verse it hasn't came up. You lucky ass lames fuck everyone of y'all, tryna make Jays change up.

 

bwelch fucked the game up.

 

Alcohol pain, cutting up with razor blades sharper than that steel stained..

 

 

 

[Believe Me]