BEST BELIEVE

Lyrics

[Intro] ("I was once just like you, a little bitter, and wondering how it was possible to bring faith into some dreary and unspiritual place of this parish, and then a curious thing happened") [Chorus] Nuttin' other than my bitch, and a couple rackies ever turned me on (Nuttin' other) Only rolling up Biscotti, make sure that it's loud I need all my flavours to sound like an SRT, especially You wouldn't want to be me if you ever knew better [?] my bitch, and we look for a bitch Rude boy, that bitch hot when we fuck her together Pussy come bald and the pussy come fat Bеst believe that I'm diving in that I ain't got much friеnds, if you play with my brothers Best believe that I'm gettin' you whacked You best believe that my heart's in this shit I know my worth, I ain't bargaining shit Could've died 12 times, and I swear I ain't gone You know I worked too hard for this shit [Verse 1] You know that I'm human, I've been there too I doubted myself and I wanted to cry I looked in the sky and I won't even lie There was so many times that I wanted to die Where the fuck am I goin'? This shit ain't movin' (Ay) Look at my DM, bare love for the music Told me it moved him (Ay) Looked at my brother, told him I can't do this He told me "How stupid" Pockets on pockets, it still ain't enough A million streams and it still ain't enough I bill up a rocket and fuck on a slut I can't give them my love cause my heart is so numb, ey Sometimes I think and I just wanna run 'wey In love with this shit but this shit is a [?] I'm finna go cover my pain in Margiela [Chorus] Nuttin' other than my bitch, and a couple rackies ever turned me on (Nuttin' other) Only rolling up Biscotti, make sure that it's loud I need all my flavours to sound like an SRT, especially You wouldn't want to be me if you ever knew better [?] my bitch, and we look for a bitch Rude boy, that bitch hot when we fuck her together Pussy come bald and the pussy come fat Best believe that I'm diving in that I ain't got much friends, if you play with my brothers Best believe that I'm gettin' you whacked You best believe that my heart's in this shit I know my worth, I ain't bargaining shit Could've died 12 times, and I swear I ain't gone You know I worked too hard for this shit [Verse 2] Yo, I swear I don't even know what I'm missing I look at the game, I look at the top and I wish it was me (And I wish it was me) They want me to change, if I cannot be me, I don't know who to be More time I've been feeling invisible So why would you wanna be me? They want me to go make streams, got fans to please and family to feed Got baddies to beat, and paigans to sweep They're damaging me, can't manage to sleep I did it myself, they got a machine My brother in jail, he got a machine I wanna be winning like Charlie Sheen I'm telling myself that I wanna be seen [Chorus] Nuttin' other than my bitch, and a couple rackies ever turned me on Only rolling up Biscotti, make sure that it's loud I need all my flavours to sound like an SRT, especially You wouldn't want to be me if you ever knew better [?] my bitch, and we look for a bitch Rude boy, that bitch hot when we fuck her together Pussy come bald and the pussy come fat Best believe that I'm diving in that I ain't got much friends, if you play with my brothers Best believe that I'm gettin' you whacked You best believe that my heart's in this shit I know my worth, I ain't bargaining shit Could've died 12 times, and I swear I ain't gone You know I worked too hard for this shit