Lil Wayne - Believe Me Lyrics
I'm the only one that get the job doneI don't know a nigga that can cover for meYeah, got some game from my daysAnd she might say she love me, she don't love me like she say she love meBelieve me, believe meI'm that nigga, boy they love me in the streetsI'm not tryna find nobody else to beatI'm the one they come to see because they allBelieve meYea, uh, real, realIt's been me and Young Tune off the ripThat's the man that put me in this shitIf a nigga ***** with him, I'll put him down quickGot a verse for anybody wanna talk about the cliqueI've been takin' shit light, you don't wanna hear me tripGod damn, do y'all really know who you *****in' with?Yeah, I mean you can't blame me for wonderin'Doesn't matter, could be winter or the summerOn the road, I do One Direction numbers, I don't *****in' missYeah, Stunna and Mack knowWhen Wayne was gone for eight months, we put this thing up on our backAnd I was snappin' off on every single track thoughCollect call from the boss like where we at thoughI was like, "Hah, it's our time, nigga"He left Rikers in a Phantom, that's my niggaAnd I've been rockin' with the team, the Carter nineAnd we YMCMB, waitin' on somebody to try us, niggaYeahI'm the only one that get the job doneI don't know a nigga that can cover for meYeah, got some game from my daysAnd she might say she love me, she don't love me like she say she love meBelieve me, believe meI'm that nigga, boy they love me in the streetsI'm not tryna find nobody else to beatI'm the one they come to see because they allBelieve meLord knows I'll murk one of these niggas, yeahHis and hers Ferraris, niggaOne for me, one for my daughter, niggaWaitin' for someone to test me like a Harvard niggaI tote a 223, two Michael Jordans, niggaCome and fight these shell cases like a lawyer, niggaFind out where you stay, and act like we found some oil, niggaOut of duct tape so when he prayin, I ignore the niggaAll I gotta say is sayonara, niggaDrop dead gorgeous but the ***** ain't dyin' for a niggaWhere the real queens at? Shout out to Pone and NoreagaWe can shoot it out and see who live to tell the story laterDiamonds in my Rollie face, cannot be exfoliatedThey think I'm associated, I'm the one that orchestratedYayo get her ass whipped, whip that ass like horses racin'Ain't 'bout what you walk away from, it's 'bout what you walk away withDead presidents, them coffins bankin'I'ma be doin' somethin'I'm the only one that get the job doneI don't know a nigga that can cover for meYeah, got some game from my daysAnd she might say she love me, she don't love me like she say she love meBelieve me, believe meI'm that nigga, boy they love me in the streetsI'm not tryna find nobody else to beatI'm the one they come to see because they allBelieve meHad to get it popping off the ripRich young nigga that ain't never had to trickSlim Thug flow but you know I like em thickIf she get a job at DOA I drop her off a tipI had to get it popping off the ripI'm the one they tell ya been repping in the 6Come into the city and ya niggas get to tripping?We'll take ya to the Scarborough bluff and drop you off a cliffWell damn... just be happy for the manNirvana, Coldplay nigga got bandsInk from the money got it all over my handsGoin' out to Houston spendin' of my advanceV Live just took me for a cheque“Drake you know I love you, you just took me outta debt”Yes right now you are looking at the bestMotha***** award shows and motha***** the press like that!Motha***** the restWhen they jumped off the porch, I was stormin' up the stepsI get what I collect before I give her my connectIt'd be a cold day in Hell, icicles made of sweatOne finger... slidin' 'cross my neckNiggas know what that mean like they deafNigga I'll fire this nina like it's her first dayOn the job and the ***** oversleptTune stay humble, like I'm a kingNeed a horn and a drumrollThey throw motha*****in' roses at my feet, niggaI don't step on one roadI'm the only one that get the job doneI don't know a nigga that can cover for meTape a couple kilos to the ***** stomachShe look like she got a bun in the oven from mePreheat... believe meAll you gotta do is pay me every weekI had these *****es havin' babies every weekI'm the nigga, see me skatin' in the streetsGone
