J. Moss
Don’t Believe Me
[Hook]
Don't believe me shit I ain't gettin' money boy
You ain't seen enough these guns too much
Boy don't get paranoid, your squad a flock of birds
Where they feathers boy better get your money up
Because this year ain't no tellin' boy

[Verse 1]
Don't believe me shit I been gettin' money boy
You ain't seen enough that's when these guns a change your color boy
A red dot, leave your ass in public boy
I hear you with the feds
Ain't no talkin', ain't no servin' boy
I'm from a block where them shooters come discover boy
Fuckin' with my squad I bet all your shooters paranoid
We robbing plugs my connects speak Spanish boy
We can set up shop on the block let's get some money boy
Let talk some sense is your money ever comin' boy
Heard my n***as broke that shit a joke we ain't them other boys
This hoes make you wonder I don't love them boy
I be about my money don't believe me we can start a riot

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[Verse 2]
Money got me talkin' to the birds that's what's up
You n***as all pigeons better get your money up
It's a ten way on my line boy this money got me stuck
I fuck a lot hoes but I still can't get enough
It's that time off the day
When these n***as start bitchin'
I put money over hoes so you know I ain't trippin'
Got a crate full of guns so you know the block trippin'
You be missin' all your funds if my money show the difference
Your bitches is average you claim to be a savage
But you ain't did shit in the streets
You claim you ballin' your money don't look taller
These guns'll leave dead in the streets

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