Konser Mendatang 2 Chainz, Lil Wayne & Rick Ross
Lagu Teratas Berdasarkan 2 Chainz
Lagu Serupa
Dari
PERFORMING ARTISTS
2 Chainz
Vocals
Lil Wayne
Vocals
Rick Ross
Vocals
STREETRUNNER
Strings
Mighty Max
Saxophone
TreVon “Von Waters” Waters
Additional Vocals
Sitara
Additional Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tarik Azzouz
Songwriter
Tauheed Epps
Songwriter
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Songwriter
Nicholas M. Warwar
Songwriter
Maxime Berton
Songwriter
William Roberts
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
STREETRUNNER
Producer
Manny Galvez
Recording Engineer
Cristal Viramontes
Recording Engineer
Nolan Presley
Recording Engineer
Finis "KY" White
Mixing Engineer
Mighty Max
Producer
Glenn Schick
Mastering Engineer
Lirik
I can't believe you, man, for real
No, I can't, I can't, can't believe you (yeah)
(No, I can't, no, I can't) I can't believe you
No, I can't, I can't, can't believe you (no gettin' pussy 'til you got money ass niggas)
I can't believe you
I can't, I can't believe you
(No, I can't, no, I can't) I can't believe you
No, I can't, I can't, I can't believe you
(No, I can't, no, I can't)
Uh, rivalry appear, cauliflower his ear
Multi-task, count cash, drive dodgin' a deal
The Moncler is clear, you can see the bodyguard
My circumference surrounded in fog, yellow wrist corn on the cob
I know you was a façade, I know you want me starve
I know you want me to bleed, I see the feign in your heart
Don't know the pain in my heart, just see the paint on my cars
Know I'm the same as a king, know I'm the same as a god
Don't have to say anything, they can still tell us apart
Know I'm not leavin' my wife if they try to tear us apart
Know I'm not leavin' this life is they try to make us abort
Kept callin' 12 on us, know that that make us annoyed
Went to the mountain top with a shield, cross and a sword
Keep eatin' rappers, so they say I'm a cannibal
Can't blame me, I'ma hold 'em accountable
No, I can't, I can't, can't believe you (yeah)
No, I can't, no, I can't (I can't believe you)
No, I can't, I can't, can't believe you (no gettin' pussy 'til you got money ass niggas, haha)
I can't believe you
I can't, I can't believe you
No, I can't, no, I can't (I can't believe you)
No, I can't, I can't, can't believe you (uh)
No, I can't, no, I can't (I can't believe you) (Maybach Music)
Convictions will turn your common sense to commissary
Convinced that your co-defendants keep it honorary
Catchin' the bus is where you had those conversations
Let's patch our money up and drop a compilation (huh)
Road to riches, niggas out here rentin' Rolls
Lackin' mackin' got these here niggas rentin' hoes
Hustle backwards, movin' mom into a rented home
You got some money, homie, but you did it wrong
You think of bitches as opportunities money make
I look at blessings as lessons, and pray for one a day
Can't believe all these niggas be sweet as funnel cake
I'm from the era of dope boys versus Ronald Reagan (M-M-M)
Eyes wide, on your back, breathin' on the pavement
Shots fired half a block, played for the Lakers
Started as the shorties in the class misbehavin' (uh)
Another nigga dead just because he made it (Maybach Music)
No, I can't, I can't, can't believe you (yeah)
No, I can't, no, I can't (I can't believe you)
No, I can't, I can't, can't believe you (no gettin' pussy 'til you got money ass niggas, haha)
I can't believe you
I can't, I can't believe you
No, I can't, no, I can't (I can't believe you)
No, I can't, I can't, can't believe you (Collegrove)
No, I can't, no, I can't (I can't believe you)
Un-fuckin'-believable, I don't fuckin' believe in you
I'll get you shot up in front of a cathedral
And in front of the media, that's from me to you
Heard the feds been meetin' you
A whole lot of shit that you've been agreein' to
Who you speakin' to?
You foreign to me, nigga, that's the European you
You should hate bein' you
One of these choppa bullets'll make three of you
Pull up in the vehicle, pow
Pull off laughin' lookin' in the rear view
Ain't no tellin' what we'll do
When it's them or me, him or me, or me or you
Watch how the semi do, it'll turn the grizzly into Winnie Pooh
Believe that, no Corona, I'ma pull up in a fuckin' ski mask
Niggas rattin' on us and I'm too grown to be a Chuck E. Cheese fan
He-Man, smokin' the strong, the blunt is longer than me hand
OG strains, stay in my zone but sometimes known to freelance
Pecan skin tone, but redbone when she mad
And she can, watch the throne or kiss my royalty ass
I can't believe you, quarterback to wide receiver
Can't trust you far as I can throw you, far as I can see you
Un-fuckin'-believable, they don't want the presence
No, I can't, I can't, can't believe you (yeah)
No, I can't, no, I can't (I can't believe you)
No, I can't, I can't, can't believe you (no gettin' pussy 'til you got money ass niggas, haha)
I can't believe you
I can't, I can't believe you
No, I can't, no, I can't (I can't believe you)
No, I can't, I can't, can't believe you (uh)
No, I can't, no, I can't (I can't believe you)
I can't, I won't, I don't
I ain't, ain't gon' believe you
I can't, I can't
I just can't believe you
I can't believe you
Writer(s): Dwayne Carter, Tauheed Epps, William Leonard Roberts, Tarik Azzous, Nicholas M Warwar, Sitara Kanhai, Che Michael Olson, Trevon Malik Waters, Maxime Breton
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