Ta-Ku - The Believer lyrics

I just need a chance I don't need the juice I just need a whip, it's almost may i don't need the roof They're out of shape I don't need the proof Who will save the day, the man on the scene Say his name 3 times like beetle juice Whodey that's figaro figaro figaro Lamping with my compadres, but I ain't rapping like migos yo If thats what y'all want this is what y'all need I hear y'all speak, I'm what y'all read So what y'all say, just a watered down version of what I think So what are we, I ain't one of y'all 'cause what are y'all without me Sipping lean cooking lean at the stove Sike but the shrooms on the scene And you know I'm a fiend on the low On the low I'm hitting Tech this week for a show Just to expand my roster of pros I'm to advance for the broads that I know I ball so hard 'cause I'm grabbing my goals I'm slapping the boards, the beat slaps like worldstar video But this quality, the flow is vimeo Can't take the pane then jump out the window All you weak n***as need a diminuendo If you gotta look it up then I'm rapping for you I ain't actin I ain't rapping for views I ain't strapped, but I'm packing for two Y'all ain't tripping, yea I'm always gone My friends at home sick of hearing about Where the man has performed But girl I'm in ya city, been in your head If I been on ya mind I should've been in ya bed I ain't chasing women I don't wait for s** And the cash is nice but I don't wait for checks I be on the island smoking out a fiji Trying not the spend but the ends come weekly I don't write much but the pen been leaking The upside crazy, I'm far from peaking and they can't believe it Chorus I show up in the venue and the fit is all black Everybody in this mother f**er all rap Crabs in barrel is what you call that But I'm aiming the barrel and taking shots if y'all wack 2014 I'm tired of y'all n***as, that's the motto Follow who you follow, just know that I don't follow I'm f**ing up the game and I hope she swallows I'm the big ticket from Minnesota so Whoever got the money already hit the lotto Keep kushing, work through that coma Saved by Cleveland's kid and I ain't talking Rilo Someone had to say it you're nuisance I ain't got the motive for the motor but I'm cruising Thirsty ones trying to get in the pool But I really only drink with the ones that I'm cool with Slaves to the game like bro that's a cool whip f** the man I'm riding by in a cool whip In some cool kicks that ain't the cool greys It stopped being cool when the school as a whole paid A fee to be the same as the lame they're next too I'm out of place I guess I'm the next cool Either that or I'm the next fool Either way I'm next dude Bridge It's going down but you know they won't believe you You throwing down but, they won't believe you You're so profound yet again they won't believe you You talked to god yea yea I don't believe you Repeat chorus and bridge