
Doubted Me Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
I remember times niggas doubted me ( they doubted me)
Now I might hit your hoe on the floor, on the balcony
Me and Nard used to steal out of Dollar Tree (on god)
Now I ran this shit up and got hoes all on top of me
If I take the lead they gone follow me (they follow me)
Hoe I said leave me alone I told you not to bother me
Young nigga I came out of poverty (I did)
Now that bitch she my property, suck it up sloppy-ly
woah
Used to laugh at me now they say they knew me (no cap)
Shoot with this stick like I'm Julian Newman (yeah)
Got your hoe at my show and I'm signing her boobies
Tryna pull up Maybach, nigga used to ride Ruby
I might drop out of school give a fuck about a tutor (forreal)
Internet gangsters, they talk on computers
Don't be showing that strap nigga knowing you ain't gone use it
Used to pray for this shit, now just look at me doing it woah (uh huh) yeah
Running to the money like I'm Tyson nigga give me that
I ain't never been a pussy, nigga hit me I'm a hit em' back
Smith & Wesson, Mac-11, nigga running bullets trip his ass (graa)
Could've caught em', but I seen em' with his daughter so he get a pass
Doing shit I never thought of man these niggas said we wouldn't last
And she slutty when she fuck me I can tell that she ain't got a daddy (yeah)
Uh-huh
Matter fact that pussy too good, told shawty "damn we gotta run it back"
These niggas can't see me
I come from the bottom, no cable on TV
When we ain't have a dollar we stayed with my GG
Nard & Cay on the top we like Mario & Luigi
Had to make the beat stop cause I rode it repeatedly
And when I get these millions nobody gone see this shit
Cause ain't nobody help me out when I had needed it
Kicked this lil hoe name Leslie out, I ain't with that sneaky shit
She ain't nothing but a greedy bitch
She ain't nothing but a freaky bitch
Yeah she fine but shawty ain't got shit (Hmm)
No mind, she want me cause I'm lit
I'm shining the sun ain't out yet
We wildin' clutching on 4 tecs (Uh huh)
No stylist, she looking got your bitch wet (Yeah)
I ain't trying to hit her I just want the neck
After that she got to go bae I got to get a check
Kicked that hoe out the spot told her beat it like Michael
When I get off my rocks got to jet her one nighter
Got a chop and a glock when we see 'em on sight 'em
Know we sticked up like Salafi Al-Qaeda
That's your hoe why she calling lil Nunk to come pipe her
Ain't no breaking the code nigga better not decipher
You run up get done up get hit with this rifle
And this shit off the dome nigga I ain't no writer
Baby why you tripping I been chilling I been sipping let me take that ass down let me put it in your kidney
MLR be the business, for my niggas im spinning I'm spinning and spinning and spinning again
I know I'ma sin, praying to God like forgive me again
They know we them ones them niggas pretending to be
Run up on me I got some just to put 'em to sleep
I remember times niggas doubted me ( they doubted me)
Now I might hit your hoe on the floor, on the balcony
Me and Nard used to steal out of Dollar Tree (on god)
Now I ran this shit up and got hoes all on top of me
If I take the lead they gone follow me (they follow me)
Hoe I said leave me alone I told you not to bother me
Young nigga I came out of poverty (I did)
Now that bitch she my property, suck it up sloppy-ly
Woah
Used to laugh at me now they say they knew me (no cap)
Shoot with this stick like I'm Julian Newman (yeah)
Got your hoe at my show and I'm signing her boobies
Tryna pull up Maybach, nigga used to ride Ruby
I might drop out of school give a fuck about a tutor (forreal)
Internet gangsters, they talk on computers
Don't be showing that strap nigga knowing you ain't gone use it
Used to pray for this shit, now just look at me doing it woah (uh huh) yeah
I remember times niggas doubted me ( they doubted me)
Now I might hit your hoe on the floor, on the balcony
Me and Nard used to steal out of Dollar Tree (on god)
Now I ran this shit up and got hoes all on top of me
If I take the lead they gone follow me (they follow me)
Hoe I said leave me alone I told you not to bother me
Young nigga I came out of poverty (I did)
Now that bitch she my property, suck it up sloppy-ly
Woah
Used to laugh at me now they say they knew me (no cap)
Shoot with this stick like I'm Julian Newman (yeah)
Got your hoe at my show and I'm signing her boobies
Tryna pull up Maybach, nigga used to ride Ruby
I might drop out of school give a fuck about a tutor (forreal)
Internet gangsters, they talk on computers
Don't be showing that strap nigga knowing you ain't gone use it
Used to pray for this shit, now just look at me doing it woah