I Believe ft. Woodah

I believe in you

He's a Producer?

Got it out the mud but lately niggas at the laundromat

I'm really sick, you niggas just some hypochondriacs

I lost it all, they made it back, while niggas lied I kept it back,

Chase those stacks runnin' up this money when I hit the track

Franklin Saint, I built it brick by brick

From third string to a first round pick I'm really on my shit

World in my hands and I ain't losing my grip

Ain't picture life like this for me but now I pose for the bitch

And let the world be your mirror, learn that shit from Lil Wayne