Nobody Believes Me (Feat. Sheek, Cross & J-Hood)
Styles
3:50What what, yeah It's like a team over here daddy One for all, all for one You know, if it ain't that it ain't right Knowing that, we be alright My heart goes out to the homeless and poor And my niggas in the bing that didn't go to the board With a twenty-five to L on your back, the shit is too cold And for the kids that didn't get they school clothes For the Gods that lost they earth The world's a song, you get it back, you just lost your verse It's P verse the demons, that's why I'm fiending for weed Cause I don't wanna forfeit first I could either bust my gun or do some office work But I still wanna off this jerk I can't leave it out my rhymes Cause it been part of my dreams, to see twenty Porsches murked Three houses for the family, two for the niggas When I die, I was true to the niggas And I never practiced voodoo But it's like black magic, how I spit this fluid to niggas How do you move on this way Maintain through all this stress and pain There's gotta be a better way There's gotta be a better way, yeah If I should give up hope today P won't you help me find my way All I really want is to live my life So we can just get high, yeah yeah Ask God when he stoppin' the pain This fiend got a shoelace on his arm and he poppin' his vein And the needle look dirty but I'm close to reaching thirty And the only thing I know, is a profit or gain I might cry but I'm still cold I might be cold but I still cry And bottom line, I'mma still die I can see the doors opening now I can see the ghost floating around That's why P come down with the potentest sound Spit the shit that'll open the ground My third eye got a horoscope So if you wanna know my horoscope, listen to the bars I wrote Build and destroy, come through the strip With bricks of the girl and keys of the boy Cause all I really want, was a gun and a blunt A little money and some keys to a toy How do you move on this way Maintain through all this stress and pain There's gotta be a better way There's gotta be a better way, yeah If I should give up hope today P won't you help me find my way All I really want is to live my life So we can just get high, yeah yeah My whole life been a sacrifice So if my nigga need my help, he ain't never got to ask me twice I'm the nigga you could kick it with You got a spot you wanna rob, I'm the nigga you could stick it with I'm in the studio, I'm dropping pain on the beat I'm famous indeed, but those is two differences They tryin' to understand me, but I overstand 'em I'm the flowing phantom, 'til we blow at random To my corner niggas holding cannons That want the money and the jewels And everything cause we so demanding To the hoes that think I'm handsome And know a gangsta when she see one Ma I'm getting money, that's the anthem Calling niggas like that's the ransom You could take 'em, you could leave ' Em but your man ain't a happy camper If P flowing then that's the cancer Holiday the hottest shit, point blank dogg, that's the answer How do you move on this way Maintain through all this stress and pain There's gotta be a better way There's gotta be a better way, yeah If I should give up hope today P won't you help me find my way All I really want is to live my life So we can just get high, yeah yeah How do you move on this way Maintain through all this stress and pain There's gotta be a better way There's gotta be a better way, yeah If I should give up hope today P won't you help me find my way All I really want is to live my life So we can just get high, yeah yeah P, you flowing with a sista Come on and roll with a sista Yeah, yeah yeah Strong brother, strong brother