Didn’t Believe
کاور آهنگ Didn’t Believe از Gucci Mane

Didn’t Believe

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Lil Zay, Guwop, 1017

Uh, uh, yeah, yeah

I'ma talk my shit on this one, you heard?

Mississippi, stand up

Ayy, ayy, you know I am who they said I wouldn't be

I'ma make it, just gotta believe

Gotta do this shit here for the team

I done found us a way out the street

They was just sleep on me, I had to wake 'em up

We was just broke on the block, tryna get it up

New nigga tryna come 'round, we ain't feelin' him

He flexin' that sack, them slimes gon' stick him up

Ayy, I don't fuck with these niggas, can't hang with us

Nigga can't come around me, he ain't havin' none

Got a hundred in diamonds, fuck nigga, add it up

Took off on these niggas, I done passed 'em up

They know we on a whole 'nother level

In my own lane, got my foot on the pedal

Chasin' them M's and, no, I can't let up

Too many bitches, no way I can settle

I can't settle for anything

Stayed down with this shit, had to maintain

Separated myself in my own lane

And, no, we ain't ridin' no nigga wave

Remember they doubted a nigga

Now it's fuck 'em and whoever with 'em

And it feel like my time right now

Young nigga ran up that bag, they like, "How?"

I'm havin' too much money, ain't no way it's runnin' out

Got one foot in the game, the other foot still in the trap

Gotta take care of the gang, remember days it was a drought

Ayy, ayy, you know I am who they said I wouldn't be

I'ma make it, just gotta believe

Gotta do this shit here for the team

I done found us a way out the street

They was just sleep on me, I had to wake 'em up

We was just broke on the block, tryna get it up

New nigga tryna come 'round, we ain't feelin' him

He flexin' that sack, them slimes gon' stick him up

Ayy, I don't fuck with these niggas, can't hang with us

Nigga can't come around me, he ain't havin' none

Got a hundred in diamonds, fuck nigga, add it up

Took off on these niggas, I done passed 'em up

They know we on a whole 'nother level

In my own lane, I got my foot on the pedal

Chasin' them M's and, no, I can't let up

Too many bitches, no way I can settle (huh)

Gotta stack my M's up, so I can't see the hate (can't see the hate)

I just teamed up with Lil Zay, and we got bread to make (Lil Zay)

It's kind of hard to keep it real in this weird world of fakeness (fake)

I'm on a road for this guala, R.I.P. to greatness (R.I.P.)

These niggas don't wanna see you take off, and it's hard to take it (R.I.P. to Take')

I held faith no matter what, them people tried to break it (they can't break it)

Folks call me Gucci, in the bank, they call me Radric (call me what?)

But now my stash done tripled, they be callin' me Mr. Davis (it's Gucci)

You know I am who they said I wouldn't be

I'ma make it, just gotta believe

Gotta do this shit here for the team

I done found us a way out the street

They was just sleep on me, I had to wake 'em up

We was just broke on the block, tryna get it up

New nigga tryna come 'round, we ain't feelin' him

He flexin' that sack, them slimes gon' stick him up

Ayy, I don't fuck with these niggas, can't hang with us

Nigga can't come around me, he ain't havin' none

Got a hundred in diamonds, fuck nigga, add it up

Took off on these niggas, I done passed 'em up

They know we on a whole 'nother level

In my own lane, I got my foot on the pedal

Chasin' them M's and, no, I can't let up

Too many bitches, no way I can settle