[Intro:]
Yeah

[Chorus:]
Believe it, believe it, believe it, believe it
You got your heart on your sleeve
I got some drugs up my sleeve
I had to get up on beat, I was just seein’
I was just dreamin’, ya I’m still dreamin’
I’m having trouble fighting these demons
I mean it, I’m leanin’
The chance I’m fighting for freedom
I have some savages feignin’
She got some baggage, she sleazing’
They all under my feet, they cleanin’ (Yеah)
Gas, she sweep me the clеaner

[Verse:]
Yeah, from rags to riches, to baggin’ these bitches
Bag yo lil bitch, back of the bitch
I gotta sellout the may back quick
I cannot sellout, I been with this shit!
They pass down the melon, I touchdown they hit
If he got an F, I don’t trust these riches
Throw money at the kid, but my name ain’t rich
Throw money at the kid, name ain’t Mitch
And I got a bag, lil bitch tryna up with my faith
I used to be shit, and I gotta taste for expensive thrills
So I have to pray everyday for this shit
I ain’t even cap, no cap, no kizzy
That baby AK, but my name ain’t drizzy
That’s a big drake fuck n***as ain’t hip
And I gotta .45 on the hip
[Bridge:]
Oh why, don’t know why, these bitches both sides
I close eyes, I can see yo eyes, that flat life hoe ride
Ride up in a low rise

[Chorus:]
Believe it, believe it, believe it, believe it
You got your heart on your sleeve
I got some drugs up my sleeve
I had to get up on beat, I was just seein’
I was just dreamin’, ya I’m still dreamin’
I’m having trouble fighting these demons
I mean it, I’m leanin’
The chance I’m fighting for freedom
I have some savages feignin’
She got some baggage, she sleazing’
They all under my feet, they cleanin’ (Yeah)
Gas, she sweep me the cleaner