Life is about believing not seeing (x3)

Marble floors coming next season.

I don’t fish for hoes, or throat demons.

All I’m dreaming of is more digits

Wake up, roll one up and start schemin

Back then she wouldn’t fuck

But now she wanna swallow yungnutz

Cause I’m getting these bucks

Niggas going out sad

I knew they ass could not last

My backwood I cannot pass

You know I smoke that good gas

Exotics all in my packs

10 racks a day do not last

I’m boogie, like my cup black

My bitch a foreign hood rat.

All my opps are cowards

Get money by the hours

Haters looking real sour

These beats I just devour

Eat pussy like I’m chowder

Go hammer fuck a plier

That pressure I apply hard

King of the city

Now who fuckin with me?

Go against the squad you gone die homie

You hating on the net, but I know you love me

I know you hoe niggas wish you had my energy

Still killin shit all by my lonely

Solo dolo

No nigga do this shit like I do

Call me fresh prince

Drip sauce like raggu

Life is about believing not seeing (x3)

Life is about believing not seeing.

Marble floors coming next season.

I don’t fish for hoes, or throat demons.

All I’m dreaming of is more digits

Wake up, roll one up and start schemin

Back then she wouldn’t fuck

But now she wanna swallow yungnutz

Cause I’m getting these bucks