Make Believe

Album cover art for "Make Believe" by DooWop (GBE)

DooWop (GBE) - Rap, Chicago Drill

Make Believe

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[Chorus] All this shit you niggas talkin' about doin', shit be make believe I got model bitches in LA dreamin' about tastin' me (Tastin' me) Same hoes out in Chiraq swear they erasin' me (Raq) Shirt 12 hundred, lil bitch couldn't even make a jeep Stupid bitch asked to hit the blunt, now let her face the weed I been sittin' back waitin' on my turn patiently All these rackses comin' in, I take them ungratefully I ain't slept since Cap died, I'm 6 AM faithfully [Verse] They tryna take credits for this shit like they made me (Like they made me) Grew up around the killers, real niggas raised me We got big shits with kickstands like the Navy Blood sweaty tears face in my eyes, shoutout AJ (Shoutout Face) And I been through shit, shoutout Veeze, that's my baby (That's my baby) We just smoked the zip and drank the six, now we lazy (No bap) A nigga fucked my bitch, I fucked his, now we tradin' (Trade pass) I been through some shit, you would swear it didn't phase me In and out the Staple Center, yeah, I'm a Laker (I'ma Laker) You are fucked up, David Russel temptation (Damn) No label, y'all need 30 occasion Seen a nigga make your life savings on foreseason We do this shit, you a actor rapper, call you Ludacris Murphy Lee my shirt say "Sink" 'cause I'ma lunatic We done spent that old money, nah, we ain't new to this (Nah) Last bitch fucked up, wish I never knew the bitch Boy, that's a 8 of Wock', I vouch I can't do the Tris (Nah) Everything Gucci but I bought the bitch some Louie fit (Louie) We put belts on niggas (Belts), all he wanna do is quit My lil bro a bug, all he really wanna do is drench (Drench, Drench Gang) [Chorus] All this shit you niggas talkin' about doin', shit be make believe I got model bitches in LA dreamin' about tastin' me (Tastin' me) Same hoes out in Chiraq swear they erasin' me (Raq) Shirt 12 hundred, lil bitch couldn't even make a jeep Stupid bitch asked to hit the blunt, now let her face the weed I been sittin' back waitin' on my turn patiently All these rackses comin' in, I take them ungratefully I ain't slept since Cap died, I'm 6 AM faithfully

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  • DooWop (GBE)