Believe It or Not (feat. J. Gervin)

It's like no matter how hard you try to tell them
Sometimes they don't believe
But I'm just doing me

I swear I be doing me, like all time
This is how it got to be when you on your grind
Don't be trippin' on the women that can get you off track
So if it ain't what I need then I don't hold on to that
I swear I be doing me, like all time
This is how it got to be when you on your grind
And this how I do, and I ain't got stop
Telling the truth believe it or not

L.A. I'm out here chasing this bread
Your girlfriend want to be mine
I'm making her move around instead
I be up on the rise like
Ambition is a part of me so my mission has got to be
To get money like lotteries, cause ain't nothing you can buy for free
Handle this trying to stack my chips
And I bag a chick on accident
Not an analyst but I'm an activist for the paper I'm a get after it
All after these riches building bridges building fences
Plenty niggas plenty bitches and they all scheming to get this
Witness it, had a chick but i had to make a split too cold on hoes like igloos kid
So I'm back on my shit and this money I get stack it up like timber when
You need something warm in the chimney
High tendency I ain't got time for no stupidity
Paid is what I'm fixing to be, money is the remedy
You You You can believe it or not
I'm on my to the top, and there's no way I'm a stop
When I conceive I can be it, give a damn if you believe it
When succeeding is repeated, your approval isn't needed cause

I swear I be doing me, like all time
This is how it got to be when you on your grind
Don't be trippin' on the women that can get you off track
So if it ain't what I need then I don't hold on to that
I swear I be doing me, like all time
This is how it got to be when you on your grind
And this how I do, and I ain't got stop
Telling the truth believe it or not

It's a whole lot easier to just give in than it is to not
But to rock the same road and follow those who haven't
Lost the path is half the drive, the other half in the parking lot
But what will you leave behind on the day your heartbeat starts
Hardly thoughts of party spots crashed by them sorry cops
I'm sorry pops, memoirs of a parade of life marching out
In a blazer, slacks pressed or jeans starched lost heart
Living apart stepping out of what was written from the start
Artwork is hard work
Exert spurts of accumulated energy in large bursts
Take time finish last and start first
Who keeping score, besides its nothing but a number
I always questioned why they wondered
And thus, held love for the guy that tells them all to bring it
When he is the one they come for
Some of the shut doors, could never open up for
But yours cause I lay my head in piece of mind, I pray your right
Just do what you do the nicest, you'll favor likeness and I put it on my life that

I swear I be doing me, like all time
This is how it got to be when you on your grind
Don't be trippin' on the women that can get you off track
So if it ain't what I need then I don't hold on to that
I swear I be doing me, like all time
This is how it got to be when you on your grind
And this how I do, and I ain't got stop
Telling the truth believe it or not

Now its for you to choose in what you believe
But what you believe means nothing to me
Your vision is clear, reluctant to see
That you hold the power to what you can be
Pass me the rock and I'm taking my shot
Start with a little I make it a lot
I'm gon' be giving it all that I got
So you can sit there and believe it or not

I swear I be doing me, like all time
This is how it got to be when you on your grind
Don't be trippin' on the women that can get you off track
So if it ain't what I need then I don't hold on to that
I swear I be doing me, like all time
This is how it got to be when you on your grind
And this how I do, and I ain't got stop
Telling the truth believe it or not



Credits
Writer(s): Lance Camacho
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