Bryan Blount - Believe lyrics

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Bryan Blount - Believe lyrics

[Verse 1: Russiani] I tell them times getting hard, but you gotta believe Trust me like I'm the plug and you buying some weed Get up and wipe your a**, man you gotta proceed But they won't listen to what I say Cause I ain't got a degree, like I'm just painting pictures Hanging with naked b**hes, lord please forgive us We get a queen, but still we'll fiend for a mistress I never get it, sh** drives me insane I could have a honor student and only want her for brain She only want me for my name and to be on a scene I don't need to know her name just to get in them jeans Y-yeah Art lord stay swaggin, just check out the steeze Was in the dorms, moved to my basement, you gotta believe Locked in for the summer, 500 degrees That kid in the basement, never wanted to leave Mama said go back, take a cla** for business Mama I whip this paint like crack, so just mind your business [Hook: Russiani] Now sh** ain't sweet it's hard times and I'm in the action Doing mental subtraction after a transaction Double backing on my funds, thinking what happened I had that check for like a day, now it's missing in action I miss the days when I hit the clinic to check a sprain Nowadays I hit the clinic after getting brain Who to blame, I told you don't even know her name Box of magnums strap up, champagne for the pain [Verse 2: Russiani] It's hard, but you gotta believe Trust me like you got drunk and I'm hiding your keys I don't know why I'm spending time reminiscing Truth be told, I wish that night went different, you was sipping Who to blame, you could put it on me Cause I hit ignore every single time you called me Drizzy said it ain't my fault, she a hopeless romantic Then she went and crashed her car, that put me in a panic Oh sh**, think it's time to wipe my a**, old sh** New girl matter fact nah, that's my old chick I knew her for three years and she never let me hit it If I call right now I guarantee that she be with it Oh forget it, cause that don't matter the most I ain't gon bost But nowadays I get s** from just liking a post Guess that's why my trust issues at an all time high Every girl falls for me, a**uming I'm that guy [Outro: Russiani] Long story short, I almost gave up on love My heart been through way too much, I almost pulled the plug But then Marie came back around and everything changed This the instinct that told Kobe get out the game I hurt too many queens, make them pull out their weave They cried themselves to sleep, exhale the weed You wore your heart on your sleeve, you expected to bleed But girl all heals in time, you gotta believe

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