Doubted Me

Got to be a boss, the way they hating on me faithfully

All the drama and slick dissing, keep that away from me

Middle finger to the ones that done doubted me

Mama told me keep on pushing son, know she proud of me

Grandma dead and gone, remember when she used to pray for me

Told me watch the snakes in the grass, pray they don't play wit me

Ion trust too many guessing that's how I was made to be

The Devil chasing me, praying he don't play wit me

Lately, I been on mission, got to get it

Know they hating when they see me, in my city

Mind my business, and lord knows ion need a witness