โหลดเพลง mp3 Believe It (feat. Rick Ross) - Meek Mill

Believe It - Meek Mill/Rick Ross
All I talk about is money
Cause that's all I know

I gotta a bad b**ch in my Chevy
Sellin Miley Cyrus in my brand new Monte Carlo

I got that Justin Bieber please believe it

A quarter million hangin' on my collar

A half a million in my duffle bag (duffle bag)

Now I'm riding in my Cadillac (Cadillac)

Hammers and the f**king vogues

I'm ridin' clean and I'm f**kin hoes (hah)

Okay I woke up this morning tryna get this money
Ya'll niggas was yawning and I'd made it by 20
I got young boys on that corner I call what you got for me
He say I done moved the whole thing couple rocks all I got on me
I say yeah ni**a it's go he say yeah ni**a we on
I said I be on my way break a brick down in our zones
And I got work I got work
And I got pills and I got purp
And I got goons that's on my team
And they gon' kill like I got murked
If I say so and I say go
And they go ham and I lay low
I drop that work off in that toaster
I let go of my eggo
And this for sale ni**a

28 grams on my scale ni**a

Come and get it all
I gotta a bad b**ch in my Chevy
Sellin Miley Cyrus in my brand new Monte Carlo

I got that Justin Bieber please believe it

A quarter million hangin' on my collar

A half a million in my duffle bag (duffle bag)

Now I'm riding in my Cadillac (Cadillac)

Hammers and the f**king vogues

I'm ridin' clean and I'm f**kin hoes (hah)

Hold on wait a minute
You got the realest and the richest niggas in the building

Feel me

Whole ni**a won't knock you off
Hate the way a ni**a love to ball
All the war common law
Straight killer thats mama fault
D**e boy in my DNA
Straight chips Fritolay
8 clips ay Jose
Hector my amigo straight

Don't want no beef I may crack your taco
I'm screaming rest in peace Griselda Blanco

I got that Justin Bieber please believe it

I ate that p**sy can you keep a secret
Benzo on 4's ni**a countin' all my hoes ni**a
That's all I knows ni**a that's all y'all hosed ni**a
I gotta a bad b**ch in my Chevy
Sellin Miley Cyrus in my brand new Monte Carlo

I got that Justin Bieber please believe it

A quarter million hangin' on my collar

A half a million in my duffle bag (duffle bag)

Now I'm riding in my Cadillac (Cadillac)

Hammers and the f**king vogues

I'm ridin' clean and I'm f**kin hoes

I'm ridin' clean I'm f**king hoes
I'm f**kin' hoes I'm ridin' clean
Niggas sellin' that China white
F**k around with that Yao Ming
Bad b**ch and she talk dirty
Talk dirty her mouth clean
I was sellin' that white sh*t
Ya'll niggas have boy scout dreams
Spend eighty-thou on my Rolly
Young ni**a ball like Kobe
Riding round me and Chino
And my young ni**a Goldie
Hot whips you ain't seen though
Limo thats my Rolly
Two-eleven on yo b**ch
Turn yo a** she stole it
My neck look like a light show
My pocket they need lipo
I stand tall no iPhone
And them goons go wherever I go
Ya'll niggas p**sy like dike hoes
All we know is get paid ni**a
I ball hard like Lebron James
And Rozay D-wade ni**a
I gotta a bad b**ch in my Chevy
Sellin Miley Cyrus in my brand new Monte Carlo

I got that Justin Bieber please believe it

A quarter million hangin' on my collar

A half a million in my duffle bag (duffle bag)

Now I'm riding in my Cadillac (Cadillac)

Hammers and the f**king vogues

I'm ridin' clean and I'm f**kin hoes (hah)