Meek Mill - Believe It lyrics

All I talk about is money Cause that's all I know I gotta a bad b**h in my Chevy Sellin Miley Cyrus in my brand new Monte Carlo I got that Justin Bieber please believe it A quarter million hangin' on my collar A half a million in my duffle bag (duffle bag) Now I'm riding in my Cadillac (Cadillac) Hammers and the f**ing vogues I'm ridin' clean and I'm f**in hoes (hah) Okay I woke up this morning, tryna get this money Ya'll n***as was yawning and I'd made it by 20 I got young boys on that corner, I call what you got for me He say I done moved the whole thing, couple rocks all I got on me I say yeah n***a it's go, he say yeah n***a we on I said I be on my way, break a brick down in our zones And I got work, I got work And I got pills, and I got purp And I got goons that's on my team And they gon' k** like I got murked If I say so, and I say go And they go ham, and I lay low I drop that work off in that toaster I let go of my eggo And this for sale n***a 28 grams on my scale n***a Come and get it all I gotta a bad b**h in my Chevy Sellin Miley Cyrus in my brand new Monte Carlo I got that Justin Bieber please believe it A quarter million hangin' on my collar A half a million in my duffle bag (duffle bag) Now I'm riding in my Cadillac (Cadillac) Hammers and the f**ing vogues I'm ridin' clean and I'm f**in hoes (hah) Hold on wait a minute You got the realest and the richest n***as in the building Feel me? Whole n***a won't knock you off Hate the way a n***a love to ball Art of war, common law Straight k**er thats mama fault Dope boy in my DNA Straight chips, Fritolay 8 clips, ay Jose Hector my amigo straight Don't want no beef, I may crack your taco I'm screaming rest in peace, Griselda Blanco I got that Justin Bieber please believe it I ate that p**y can you keep a secret Benzo on 4's n***a, countin' all my hoes n***a That's all I knows n***a, that's all y'all hosed n***a I gotta a bad b**h in my Chevy Sellin Miley Cyrus in my brand new Monte Carlo I got that Justin Bieber please believe it A quarter million hangin' on my collar A half a million in my duffle bag (duffle bag) Now I'm riding in my Cadillac (Cadillac) Hammers and the f**ing vogues I'm ridin' clean and I'm f**in hoes (hah) I'm ridin' clean, I'm f**ing hoes I'm f**in' hoes, I'm ridin' clean n***as sellin' that China white f** around with that Yao Ming Bad b**h and she talk dirty Talk dirty, her mouth clean I was sellin' that white sh** Ya'll n***as have boy scout dreams Spend eighty-thou on my Rolly Young n***a ball like Kobe Riding round me and Chino And my young n***a Goldie Limo thats my Rolly Two-eleven on yo b**h Turn yo a** she stole it My neck look like a light show My pocket, they need lipo I stand tall, no Eiffel And them goons go wherever I go Ya'll n***as p**y like dike hoes All we know is get paid n***a I ball hard like Lebron James And Rozay D-wade n***a I gotta a bad b**h in my Chevy Sellin Miley Cyrus in my brand new Monte Carlo I got that Justin Bieber please believe it A quarter million hangin' on my collar A half a million in my duffle bag (duffle bag) Now I'm riding in my Cadillac (Cadillac) Hammers and the f**ing vogues I'm ridin' clean and I'm f**in hoes (hah)