Didn’t Believe - Lil Zay ft. Gucci Mane

Lil Zay, Guwop, 1017
Uh, uh, yeah, yeah
I'ma talk my shit on this one, you heard?
Mississippi, stand up

Ayy, ayy, you know I am who they said I wouldn't be
I'ma make it, just gotta believe
Gotta do this shit here for the team
I done found us a way out the street
They was just sleep on me, I had to wake 'em up
We was just broke on the block, tryna get it up
New nigga tryna come 'round, we ain't feelin' him
He flexin' that sack, them slimes gon' stick him up
Ayy, I don't fuck with these niggas, can't hang with us
Nigga can't come around me, he ain't havin' none
Got a hundred in diamonds, fuck nigga, add it up
Took off on these niggas, I done passed 'em up
They know we on a whole 'nother level
In my own lane, got my foot on the pedal
Chasin' them M's and, no, I can't let up
Too many bitches, no way I can settle

I can't settle for anything
Stayed down with this shit, had to maintain
Separated myself in my own lane
And, no, we ain't ridin' no nigga wave
Remember they doubted a nigga
Now it's fuck 'em and whoever with 'em
And it feel like my time right now
Young nigga ran up that bag, they like, "How?"
I'm havin' too much money, ain't no way it's runnin' out
Got one foot in the game, the other foot still in the trap
Gotta take care of the gang, remember days it was a drought

Ayy, ayy, you know I am who they said I wouldn't be
I'ma make it, just gotta believe
Gotta do this shit here for the team
I done found us a way out the street
They was just sleep on me, I had to wake 'em up
We was just broke on the block, tryna get it up
New nigga tryna come 'round, we ain't feelin' him
He flexin' that sack, them slimes gon' stick him up
Ayy, I don't fuck with these niggas, can't hang with us
Nigga can't come around me, he ain't havin' none
Got a hundred in diamonds, fuck nigga, add it up
Took off on these niggas, I done passed 'em up
They know we on a whole 'nother level
In my own lane, I got my foot on the pedal
Chasin' them M's and, no, I can't let up
Too many bitches, no way I can settle (Huh)

Gotta stack my M's up so I can't see the hate (Can't see the hate)
I just teamed up with Lil Zay and we got bread to make (Lil Zay)
It's kind of hard to keep it real in this weird world of fakeness (Fake)
I'm on a road for this guala, R.I.P. the greatness (R.I.P.)
These niggas don't wanna see you take off and it's hard to take it (R.I.P. to Take')
I held faith no matter what, them people tried to break it (They can't break it)
Folks call me Gucci, in the bank, they call me Radric (Call me what?)
But now my stash done tripled, they be callin' me Mr. Davis (It's Gucci)

You know I am who they said I wouldn't be
I'ma make it, just gotta believe
Gotta do this shit here for the team
I done found us a way out the street
They was just sleep on me, I had to wake 'em up
We was just broke on the block, tryna get it up
New nigga tryna come 'round, we ain't feelin' him
He flexin' that sack, them slimes gon' stick him up
Ayy, I don't fuck with these niggas, can't hang with us
Nigga can't come around me, he ain't havin' none
Got a hundred in diamonds, fuck nigga, add it up
Took off on these niggas, I done passed 'em up
They know we on a whole 'nother level
In my own lane, I got my foot on the pedal
Chasin' them M's and, no, I can't let up
Too many bitches, no way I can settle