Believe

Lyrics

[Intro: Ethereal] Yeah, yeah TLM E Drop that bitch Yeah, uh Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Damn, son, where'd you find this? Oh [Verse 1: Ethereal] Blowin' O's to all my foes Young nigga tryna come up with a way to get some mo' Young trigger man with the money plan, got no flaw Polo on my drawls, middle finger to the law I been blowin' good, never had to smoke with y'all I been in the hood, had to make myself a boss Paid the cost, lost some homies Got some fam, I can't call But in all I'm so raw, bite the swag, break yo' jaw Summer, winter, spring I could never fall, only ball Polo on my shirt, keep it hundred 'til the dirt If you caught me slippin' boy, it's all good, that's just work When I catch 'em chillin' boy, it's all bad, they gon' hurt Goin' through the ceilin', yeah we know, that I'm gon' murk Any verse you get from me on the track, go berserk Roll another swisher, sweet Hit the street and go lurk Told her baby don't believe me, it's all good, you gon' learn [Chorus: Ethereal & TLM] I been chillin' at the top don't need to blow (They don't believe me) I say, "Girl, I'm always in the studio" (She don't believe me) Always tell my plug I'll make him rich fa' sho' (He don't believe me) I can't do it 'less you paying for the show (They don't believe me) I been chillin' at the top don't need to blow (They don't believe me) I say, "Girl, I'm always in the studio" (She don't believe me) Always tell my plug I'll make him rich fa' sho' (He don't believe me) I can't do it 'less it's twenty for the flow (They don't believe me) [Verse 2: TLM The Reaper] Believe, relax, roll another sack Baby girl, sit back and bump these here car tracks I been ghost a while, but the game is callin' back Had to reconsider things, and where my life was at, aye But it's okay, we'll see it one day Dreams up in that loft, paint paintin' my life away It's a new day so we pray, life crazy, no play It's TLM the Reaper, see a fake from miles away, aye My niggas dealin', smoke floatin' up to the ceiling I think I smoke too much, girl, come here roll this up And just think where we could be If you put your mind to it you, can astral trip with me Low-key, so low-key, see me on the highway Cruisin' through the streets, my niggas hate defeat Girl, come ride with me and E, we know the back-ways of these streets If you just believe, you can fly away with me, CGM [Chorus: Ethereal & TLM] I been chillin' at the top don't need to blow (They don't believe me) I say, "Girl, I'm always in the studio" (She don't believe me) Always tell my plug I'll make him rich fa' sho' (He don't believe me) I can't do it 'less you paying for the show (They don't believe me) I been chillin' at the top don't need to blow (They don't believe me) I say, "Girl, I'm always in the studio" (She don't believe me) Always tell my plug I'll make him rich fa' sho' (He don't believe me) I can't do it 'less it's twenty for the flow (They don't believe me)