The Classmates - Believe lyrics
[The Classmates - Believe lyrics]
Yo, let me light the J
I wanna hear the choir
I'm walkin' with the money (money, money)
I'm talkin' 'cause of money (money, money)
But this shit isn't funny (funny, funny)
'Cause nobody believes you
I'm walkin' with the money (money, money)
I'm talkin' 'cause of money (money, money)
But this shit isn't funny (funny, funny)
'Cause nobody believes you
Walk up the block, get to cussin' no man
(no man) he put a pine and they shoutin'
(Woah woah woah)
Gimme the line, I'm lyin', no potent man
Smith and Wesson in the pistol
Shot the dope man
Time to get faded then get to bussin'
Ejaculate then fuckin', no rubber
Mm-mm, no lovin' because I got dope
(Oh) , chains and some haters
Notorious, I'm BIG
Tryna stook me for my paper
Coke and the Brandi, it's still a skyscraper
Molesting this beat (Oh) , I'm a good raper
I meant a good rapper, no handshakes, dapper
(Travy you're wack)
Funny honey (honey, honey)
I'm walkin' with the money (money, money)
I'm talkin' 'cause of money (money, money)
But this shit isn't funny (funny, funny)
'Cause nobody believes you
I'm walkin' with the money (money, money)
I'm talkin' 'cause of money (money, money)
But this shit isn't funny (funny, funny)
'Cause nobody believes you (Uh, uh)
I'ma spend money on chains, and big things
You could say that I do with the hood fame
Nothing can change, when there's no change
Took a couple chains then I threw
It down on a rage
Superman money 'cause I'm super man wrist
Threw a stack at my bitch
Now she working on my tips
Money tossed to niggas that only comprehend
That my brain getting bigger 'cause
The money never end
I'm on a high-rise, um, like high skies
Make it rain from the top, man
I'm 'bout to sky dive
Girls come in doubles when your
Money come in duffles
I'm ballin' downtown with my
Nigga Bill Russell
Now we mainstream, on the big screens
So much cash in this shot
No need for green screens
Just ass that swallows up g-strings
So why the fuck you asking if we leasing?
Me and Travis Scott do do things
So many chains, I could turn 'em into rings
Put the chains up
Front and center on the telly
But when I drop, this bitch is
Gon' hang by my belly, bitch
I wanna hear the choir
I'm walkin' with the money (money, money)
I'm talkin' 'cause of money (money, money)
But this shit isn't funny (funny, funny)
'Cause nobody believes you
I'm walkin' with the money (money, money)
I'm talkin' 'cause of money (money, money)
But this shit isn't funny (funny, funny)
'Cause nobody believes you
Walk up the block, get to cussin' no man
(no man) he put a pine and they shoutin'
(Woah woah woah)
Gimme the line, I'm lyin', no potent man
Smith and Wesson in the pistol
Shot the dope man
Time to get faded then get to bussin'
Ejaculate then fuckin', no rubber
Mm-mm, no lovin' because I got dope
(Oh) , chains and some haters
Notorious, I'm BIG
Tryna stook me for my paper
Coke and the Brandi, it's still a skyscraper
Molesting this beat (Oh) , I'm a good raper
I meant a good rapper, no handshakes, dapper
(Travy you're wack)
Funny honey (honey, honey)
I'm walkin' with the money (money, money)
I'm talkin' 'cause of money (money, money)
But this shit isn't funny (funny, funny)
'Cause nobody believes you
I'm walkin' with the money (money, money)
I'm talkin' 'cause of money (money, money)
But this shit isn't funny (funny, funny)
'Cause nobody believes you (Uh, uh)
I'ma spend money on chains, and big things
You could say that I do with the hood fame
Nothing can change, when there's no change
Took a couple chains then I threw
It down on a rage
Superman money 'cause I'm super man wrist
Threw a stack at my bitch
Now she working on my tips
Money tossed to niggas that only comprehend
That my brain getting bigger 'cause
The money never end
I'm on a high-rise, um, like high skies
Make it rain from the top, man
I'm 'bout to sky dive
Girls come in doubles when your
Money come in duffles
I'm ballin' downtown with my
Nigga Bill Russell
Now we mainstream, on the big screens
So much cash in this shot
No need for green screens
Just ass that swallows up g-strings
So why the fuck you asking if we leasing?
Me and Travis Scott do do things
So many chains, I could turn 'em into rings
Put the chains up
Front and center on the telly
But when I drop, this bitch is
Gon' hang by my belly, bitch