Believe Me (Freeverse)

[Verse 1] Step up with your pad, this is the rap dome 4 years going, hip hop is my home Ain't never gave it anything unless it was a hunned From the very first moment, the fakeness is what I shunted, uh Yeah, they call me The Architect Built so many monuments, homie, I am an artisan Getting ready, I'm building myself steady Before I go drop a project, I make it to be deadly I make it to raise the bar, I'm hoping to get far Get my momma her dream car, a couple Cuban cigars I'm trying to get a green thumb Have some clout when the girls come I ain't looking for a dumb one Take it up with someone else, hun Cuz if you thought that I'm down for some tricks Kid, you think you're slick, slip out the door with that shit Eased up for a bit, I'm working on other shit Took a break real quick to give this beat a couple hits, uh Yeah, still obese on these beats But a beast gotta eat, never cease with this piece, uh Never stood on a corner at midnight But I know all about them dope crack lines And I live for the rap I know the music's been lacking, all I'm doing is just tracking And observing all the wackness, these niggas a bunch of asses Their lyrics are like molasses, they need take up some classes They couldn't see me with my glasses I now that they think they're poppin But really it's just the masses They just following a trend until the next one comes around And then it all comes to an end [Hook] I know what I'm saying when I tell you this Ain't no damn way you gon' be lastin' shit Still got rhymes that last for days And I'm coming back this year, best believe I'm gonna slay so Believe me, believe me I'm that beaner boy that lives behind these beats I'm not tryna find nobody else to beat I'll just let my rhymes do all the talking in these streets Believe me