Don Toliver - BELIEVE lyrics
[Pre-Chorus: Don Toliver] It's four in my litter, tell a hoe, "Charge up the meter" (Ooh, ooh) Got a whole lot on to see Must be your season, skeet I'm made up 'bout, just the vision (Yeah) fu*k your b*tch, real quick this season (Ooh, ooh) I remember when a ni**a ain't have it all I'm praying, faith, believin' [Chorus: Don Toliver] Believe, babe, believe, babe, believe it (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) Believe, babe, believe, babe, beliеve it (Yeah, yeah, yеah-yeah) Believe, babe, believe, babe, believe it I remember when a ni**a ain't have it all I'm praying, faith, believin' [Verse 1: Maxo Kream & Don Toliver] I remember when a ni**a ain't have (Ain't have) I was down broke on my ass (All broke) Now Lambo truck, paper tags (Vroom) Hellcat, I'ma do the whole dash (I'm gone) Sippin' on the floor, I was young and bummy Ask for dough, they said, "No", they would leave me money Had to go out the state when they came to my war I ain't need no one to go get it for me Put my trust in my fate like I'm Biggie, Poppa I bought choppas for bottles that pocket watchin' (Boom, boom, boom) Used to laugh at my dreams, people used to doubt me Now it's many Balenci' when I go shoppin' Houston, Texas, I rep it for ever, ever (Believe, babe, believe, babe, believe it) Smokin' dope, pour a four, mix the sh*t together (Believe, babe, believe, babe, believe it) Drop the top on arenas, it's [?], know my city fell off but we back together [Pre-Chorus: Don Toliver] It's four in my litter, tell a hoe, "Charge up the meter" (Ooh, ooh) Got a whole lot on to see Must be your season, skeet I'm made up 'bout, just the vision (Yeah) fu*k your b*tch, real quick this season (Ooh, ooh) I remember when a ni**a ain't have it all I'm praying, faith, believin' [Chorus: Don Toliver] Believe, babe, believe, babe, believe it (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) Believe, babe, believe, babe, believe it (Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah) Believe, babe, believe, babe, believe it I remember when a ni**a ain't have it all I'm praying, faith, believin' [Verse 2: Maxo Kream & Don Toliver] Young ni**a gettin' the littest (Yeah) Old head start gettin' jealous (Yeah) They never broke bread, never fed us (Yeah) Mislead, old head never let us (Yeah) Gettin' bread, old head with them lettuce (Yeah) Put the bread on your like some lettuce Every rent to his head 'til I catch up Two shots to head, old head start to left us Got it out the mud like a refugee Now I sip mud in the penthouse suite Rollie plain jane, bust down AP PJ plane to the SRT Pull up, left truck in the [?] (Believe, babe, believe, babe, believe it) Hunnid bands in my hand, got them racks on me (Believe, babe, believe, babe, believe it) Sellin' pass lowkey, got the strap on me I'm the flyest Crip that you ever gon' see [Pre-Chorus: Don Toliver] It's four in my litter, tell a hoe, "Charge up the meter" (Ooh, ooh) Got a whole lot on to see Must be your season, skeet I'm made up 'bout, just the vision (Yeah) fu*k your b*tch, real quick this season (Ooh, ooh) I remember when a ni**a ain't have it all I'm praying, faith, believin' [Chorus: Don Toliver] Believe, babe, believe, babe, believe it (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) Believe, babe, believe, babe, believe it (Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah) Believe, babe, believe, babe, believe it I remember when a ni**a ain't have it all I'm praying, faith, believin' [Outro: Don Toliver] Believe it, baby