Doubt Me
• Written by ATaylor
I'm blowin back to back
I got that thrax
these niggas hatin
while I'm gettin stacks
these niggas hatin
while I'm gettin fat
these boys just fiction
I'm just statin facts
true colors show
u get melt down like wax
chest squeeze tight
like a heart attack
punk are you serious
smash on the gas
laughin at all of da shit in my past
betta catch up
cuz life movin' too fast
i don't pop pills
i already did that
i always been first
i'm so sorry you last
please do not try me
you know i stay strapped
fuckin wit me
Do you wanna get slapped
This for dem niggas
who forever trap
dis for dem niggas
don't know how to act
dis for dem niggas
dats sellin' dat glass
dis for dem niggas
not takin a stand
how a woman more manly
than a man
Ricky showed me how to whip it in a pan
we ain't have nothin so we made plans
life taught me fuck it on the plug nigga I ran
had a nigga mouth shut tight like a clam
wooed a lot a cluckers
I was going ham
never saw my daddy
so I ran the clan
we was on the porch
makin up a scam
robbin folks
All my niggas got demands
Wit the hammer
All my niggas keep a band
You dancin wit stars
the beam on ur head
U talkin dat shit
Knowin u ain't ready
5 Ps
But u niggas ain't preparin
Bone crusher bitch
I ain't never scary
Nightmare in yo hood
Cut ya like Im Freddy
Eyes on the pistol
Body went limp
legs look like spaghetti
Get popped like a blimp
Fuck wit my Fetti
Get sauted like shrimp
Fuck wit my Fetti
Then shit gon get deadly
Blood on the money
Cuz shit can get messy
Takin applications
Who really wanna test me
Class clown growin up
Hoes finesse me
Turned into a dog
She ask why I do it
Told tha truth
Lesbihonest I do what u let me
I never had shit
Now that I'm rich
Im actin a bitch
Spent 30K that's just on bae wrist
House clothes all gold
Copped a new whip
I hope and pray
This dream never end
Keep makin music
Stackin dividends
In this shit
It ain't no friends to the end
Alotta people fakin and pretendin
Shut the fuck
Mind your own business
The realist and illess
Never fuck wit pilgrims
Why you think them bitches
Killed the Indians
Kidnap us from Africa
Cuz we da trillest
That's why young niggas
Mobbin in my village
That's why young niggas
Take over yo city
Been caged before birth
Keep dat 30 round wit me
Niggas smilin in my face
Why would you count me out?
How could u ever doubt me?×3
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ATaylor
Member since March 20 2016