Ay, ay, you gotta believe, you gotta believe,
Ay, ay, you gotta believe, you gotta believe
let's get it
I used to hit the kitchen lights lights cockroaches everywhere
Hit the kitchen lights lights, now it's marble floors everywhere ha-ha
Call the carpenter, the roof on the coups gone jeah
Give a **** what he sold i'm the truth holms that's right
Kitchen fumed up, niggas jamming 2pac jeah
Get my Benni Hanna's on workin' 2 pots damn
Baby need shoes partner need bail money
Blood hound for the bread I just smell money
You niggas just write I recollect recollect
Hands on Jeezy really counted them checks yea
I'm Donald Trump in a white tee and white ones yeah
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The conversation is money nigga, you want some? ay
[Chorus]
Ay, ay, ay you gotta believe, Ay, you gotta believe. Ay,
You ain't never seen them pies
I'm talkin' so much white, it'll hurt your eyes
I really lived it man, counting so much paper, it'll hurt your hands
let's get it
I'm what the streets made me, a product of my environment jeah
Took what the streets gave me, a product of my environment ay
Now it's 28 inches on a brand new hummer humma
Telling you right now it's gone be a cold summa yeah
Blew the brains out the Chevy call it suicide Side
It's a way of life that's how us young niggas ride that's right
Trap or die gave 'em hope
They waiting on the sequel jeah
It's clear to see the boy Jeezy do it for the people Ay
[Chorus]
Ay, ay, ay you gotta believe, Ay, you gotta believe. Ay,
You ain't never seen them pies
I'm talkin' so much whit it'll hurt your eyes
I really lived it man counting so much paper it'll hurt your hands
I'm the author of the book, yea a genius wrote it jeah
There's a message in my words you gotta decode it ay
I seen it all every gram every bird what
I spit the truth every noun every verb that's right
I never exaggerated one line one dime dime
Never lied to the people not one time neva
A hard head make a soft ass ay and hard white it get you str8 cash ha-ha
[Chorus]
Ay, ay, ay you gotta believe, Ay, you gotta believe. Ay,
You ain't never seen them pies
I'm talkin' so much whit it'll hurt your eyes
I really lived it man counting so much paper it'll hurt your hands
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