Believe It! - Intellectual

[Chorus]

I don't wanna believe it

I'm leavin' receivin' a package

She breathin', she packin the mac and cheese

I'm on my knee's, i'm beggin' please

She reppin C's

She plays pool, not sea

She not japanese but she likes anime

You know what I say? She kept on saying that she was gay

And she didn't wanna play, hey hey

Cuz I fold it up, I hold my nuts

I'm old enough, I sold myself

I told myself to just load the shelf

I'm loading my 9, but I still ain't got enough rhymes

So imma change back to that old shit like, (change back to that old shit like)

40 on my hip, got a 40 on my waist

And that 40 ain't reloaded so you still got time to spray

She you used to call me bae now she just call me by my name

Shit ain't the same

I make one mistake and call it lame

My brain bout to bust to a girl, I ain't sus

They making a big deal 'bout nothin' like what's the fuss? (Huh? Huh?)

Like what's the fuss?

My Jordan 1's shine brighter than the sun

So you don't have to walk, you gon' have to run

Shit's no trampoline but I've been to jump

My thumb got stuck in a bag of pineapple lumps

I'm sayin'