Believe

My advice is

Stand firm for what you believed in

Until and at last

Logic and experience prove you wrong remember

It was supposed to be you and I

And the curtains closed

But somewhere along the lines

We switched episodes

It's kinda like when gina left martin

For new york

Speaking of new york the city is so lost

Even with the knicks

Looking to make the playoffs

Spike is back on the court

And jeter's still with the bronx

Bloomberg got the city ready for seance

Go get your ouija boards out

Niggas and pray on

You want drama get your f**king case play on

Still got the world on my shoulders

A n***a headstrong

About to go in n***a

You can lock my body

Contract my mind and my thoughts keep escaping

Power of the pen a work of art like basquiat

I know vans

I accept I paint my pictures

Lyrically you fancy huh

B**ch foamin' like a swiss b

And we ain't talkin' hoes

We talkin' euros and raw w**d

Who do you believe in believe in

Is it money or the man upstairs

Is it power or prayer

God bless the dead and f**k the world fast

What's progression

If you never been through backlash

n***a what do you believe in believe in

'Cause my money's on me myself and I

My team and this music music

Y'all ain't gon' believe this now

Maybe it's my fault

Or maybe y'all just making excuses

Who do you believe in

Motherf**ker the money is talking to me

And tellin' me that it's lonely

In need of new friends

Preferably grants and franklins

And the singles and the fives went to the b**ches

Dubs is for wifing in the club no mention

But you know who you are n***a stop flinching

Stop cuffing

You may not think that it's a b**ch

But life's a ho and everybody's been f**king

See that's what I believe in

With no logic no need for experience

To f**k the world would be a lifetime achievement

You make it c*m then everybody jump on the d*ck

Y'all niggas full of sh*t

That's why you f**kin' as*h*les

And never smell the sh*t stinking

'Til you get sh*tted on

F**k 'em all not for nothing

I ain't always on time

Too much ice in the vodka mo'f**ker

Who do you believe in believe in

Is it money or the man upstairs

Is it power or prayer

God bless the dead and f**k the world fast

What's progression

If you never been through backlash

n***a what do you believe in believe in

'Cause my money's on me myself and I

My team and this music music

Y'all ain't gon' believe this

Maybe it's my fault

Or maybe y'all just making excuses