Better Believe It (feat. Jeezy)

You better believe it

You better believe it

You better believe it

My money don't fold, I been getting this dough

You better believe it

You better believe it

You better believe it

Always stay true, stick to the G code

You better believe it

I'ma stay in the sun getting high like a real **** should

Better believe it

I'ma still do me with the same old jeep, do it all for the hood

You better believe it

I'ma run my block, every city overturn everywhere I go

You better believe it

Yes if you didn't know

You better believe it

Ladies and gentlemen it's Boosie Boo, king of Louisiana

I been the truth

If you don't know, better ask somebody

I am the show and the after party

I'm stacking dough

And gotta sell crack no more

Still on my grind

Gotta a lot kids at home

Gotta get it on late night

Till the early morn

Fifty grand in my pants like Ivan Smith

Give back to the hood like Nino Brown

Neck kinda freezy

Boy believe me you could playa hate

But take it easy

We got the streets me and jeezy

Learn from the game how to stack the breezes

Got love from the hood so it's all good

We both gonna eat, me and Jeezy

Riding on the highway (Zoom zoom)

.45 on the side of me (Boom boom)

Bad chick on the side of me (Ooh oh)

She roller coaster ride me

In the project where you find me

I got the hood behind me

My records selling out the store

Now my money don't fold now

You best believe me

They feeling me from Alaska to Tennessee

From the east to the west coast

I smoke all the best smoke

We pushing Lambos

Phantoms and Bentley coupes now

People hollering out they windows

Hey Boosie, you got the juice now?

You better believe it

You better believe it

You better believe it

My money don't fold, I been getting this dough

You better believe it

You better believe it

You better believe it

Always stay true, stick to the G code

You better believe it

Brick on top of brick

Yeah, I laid my foundation till I built my house

And it was mixtape after mixtape

And then the next thing you know I was running the south

Streets introduced me to the trap

See that wasn't enough I wanted the world

And that's why they tell me my album dropped

And next thing you know I was running the world

Who you think he is bitch? One of your girls?

See your ass in your jeans make me wonder girl

I'ma super ****, need a cape for me

Real street **** they relate to me

A big disappointment I would hate to be

In the wrong place at the wrong time

In the wrong line with the wrong name

Right car with the wrong thang

Can't tell me shit, I'm a grown man

Sixteen years old with an old thang

Same clothes for days, same spot for months

Two AK's and a box of blunts

If it's money you want

Then it's money you get

Hang out with the plug and it's money you with

Never believe that I ever believe that I ever achieve what I ever achieve

You better believe it

You better believe it

You better believe it

My money don't fold, I been getting this dough

You better believe it

You better believe it

You better believe it

Always stay true, stick to the G code

You better believe it

Stop this bitch, lemme tell the world something

From the bottom to the top

Shoulda seen that shit

Me and my 'lil thug got up from the mud

Everything I spit, I really mean that shit

It's crazy, aint it?

Hard to explain it

I done got famous

All I did was bring it

Savage life

Behind the mic

Now everybody holler about trill entertainment

Rest in peace Pimp C

I scream that shit every time I do shows

You put me on and I ain't forget so for my ****

I gotta fuck two hoes

Whatever ya mean I ain't got cream

'Cause you see me in the hood

Don't think I can't leave

When I was nineteen I already had a whole deal of these

Other lil **** just selling out dreams

I ain't through yet

I done did it all

But I got a lot of stuff I ain't been through yet

I fucked up

I ain't made it through school

Wanna see if my kids don't make through that

From Miami to L.A. back to Manhattan where the big cake

From Baton Rouge, I done did it

Go on ahead admit it I'm the shit, hey

And don't care what a bitch say

I'ma be like this till I get grey

And they ain't puttin no rims on it

When it's five hunnid you ride factory

The new album is on the way

When it's the real deal, you know you gotta wait

Bad ass going act a dog ass and ya'll already know me

You better believe it

You better believe it

You better believe it

My money don't fold, I been getting this dough

You better believe it

You better believe it

You better believe it

Always stay true, stick to the G code

You better believe it

I'ma stay on the grind getting mine like a real **** should

You better believe it

I'ma still do me with the same old jeep, do it all for the hood

You better believe it

I'ma run my block, every city overturn everywhere I go

You better believe it

Yes if you didn't know

You better believe it