can't believe Lyrics

Still couldn't believe it

Too many times was stuck in the lows I thought I was leavin

I put that bitch to the side, block and delete it

I'm treatin life like it lucid now, I feel like I'm dreamin

I'm workin a 9 to 5, I'm holdin in down in receiving

This music a 5 to 9, but I'm up until 2 in the evening

I know that they watchin me, Lord knows I'm still grieving

And ain't no one stoppin me, imma keep on achieving

Ok, imma pop out

Lil bro wanna step to me, I was like "bitch?"

I smack him and knock out

It's a fully right up on my hip, I told my brodie send the drop out

I heard you makin no money, you steady using the copouts

And I heard it's some hatin on me, I hope y'all know I couldn't stop now

Hundreds so deep in my pockets, I can't even fold up my wallet

Winnipeg, yea I'm wildin, everyday I been stylin

Smokin on summn exotic, I don't even know what ya call it

Puffin on this loud, when I get high imma get silent

But I been steady makin noise up in this bitch yea

Steady gettin too turnt with all my boys in this bitch yea

It's a playroom in my house the way I keep toys up in this bitch yea

Walkin down on us you get destroyed up in this bitch yea

Shout out to all my youngins, feelin like Void up in this bitch yea

It was hella red flags that's why I'm avoidin this bitch yea

Like how you even talkin? You unemployed up in this bitch yea

You gotta switch that flow and get it goin up in this bitch yea

Ok

I gotta get goin

I jus been flexin on these hoes, yea I been shinin I been glowin

I jus been flexin on these hoes, yea I been way flyer than Boeing

Spent yo cheque on all these clothes, it's some respect is what you owin me

Bag for bag it ain't hoe in me

Blatt for blatt, that hundred round, it be controllin me

When imma need that bonus hittin, I jus roll three

Bitch I'm still whippin in my kitchen, I got that dough in me

I'm finna swerve and hit the bank, I jus made a fat deposit

I'm puttin the gas, to my face, I get high as a motherfuckin comet

Said I'm wack, boy you fake, I'm payin no mind to what they comment

Bitch I been Jack, with 2k, I'm outside ain't up in no closet

I got tired of all of the hidin, I gotta show em all that I run it

Diamonds shinin on my wrist, I'm makin em bleed you tryna touch it

I'm smokin za, outta my mind, yea this weed way out yo budget

Jus been workin on my climb, and y'all ain't even see my summit

Still couldn't believe it

Too many times was stuck in the lows I thought I was leavin

I put that bitch to the side, block and delete it

I'm treatin life like it lucid now, I feel like I'm dreamin

I'm workin a 9 to 5, I'm holdin in down in receiving

This music a 5 to 9, but I'm up until 2 in the evening

I know that they watchin me, Lord knows I'm still grieving

And ain't no one stoppin me, imma keep on achieving