Sha Stimuli Believe Me текст песни, слова песни Believe Me Sha Stimuli & Rapper Pooh
Sha Stimuli - Believe Me
feat. Rapper Pooh
I don't know where to begin, without spending it's hard to get spins,
So if your computer's not on, then the spot that I start at is right where I'll end
The only time I pushed a Benz,
Was when the transmission died and I was riding with my mens,
If I ain't do music with the people that I do it with, the truth is, I wouldn't have friends,
Some of my mixtapes were sloppy, I don't think my burner has any bodies,
My album, it sold more copies than the label even thought and I showed that nothing can stop me,
I been doing this mad long,
Wouldn't say I made bad songs
Maybe weak verses or the track wrong,
Some people thought that I was blackballed
I was driving in my own lane
Some other rappers had an EZ pass,
These dudes snatched off my gold chain,
Thought they was trying to R.I.P my ass
Busting shots that ain't aim at me, I laughed at these young thug little guys
I was feeling flattered that they came at me, I asked 'em if they knew my name was Stimuli,
Critics gon' say I'm missing arrogance,
But I ain't got no Mrs. I ain't married yet
And I ain't got no kids so when you average that,
I sacrificed my life so u can have these tracks.
[Verse 2:]
I won 2 awards for being underground, and every year I say I'm not going back,
But when I get nominated I come around,
Chasing that cheese gets you caught in traps
My friends say that I should make a party song,
I told 'em that my life is not a party yet,
I'm looking at this mission that I started on,
Rest when you die is what my father said
And he worked 'til his last day, with Marlboro ashes in the ashtray,
I was trying to fight the stupid sad face,
But I still teared, I really feel fear
That my momma might go, before I make her life so
Much better must get a mansion or nice home nuff cheddar, plush leather
Furniture inside of it, so she could be proud as s—t,
Thank you for riding with me
Used to hit the club wearing sweatpants
No haircut, hiding it with headbands
All my girls I made sadder than Nets fans
Had special powers, always the X-Man,
[Verse 3:]
Believe what you see, and if you blink you may not get it, I dream when I ain't sleep,
I wanna be a wake 'cause at my wake I won't be me any more just a corpse with my spirit roaming free Help
I'll shine but I might not make it rain,
My club song was fast but I was talkin bout my pain
Tossed a couple quarters out when I was on the stage
People said I made it drizzle, I thought I was throwing change,
It's a metaphor y'all. I explained but they didn't wanna hear it now I'm looking in the mirror
At a person that's reversing his purpose like clean versions of verses without curses, if you searchin for perfect, look... It's more than rapping and flows
I'm A documentary disguised as a reality show, damn, that's the way you gotta package it so you survive in the game, the truth with a lie in my name.
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