We Don't Believe You (feat. Alexander King)

We don't believe you West side, now I been there 'fore it was ever cool for you to say that Go way back, we the Real McCoy, talk slick and you laid back Play back to the old days, you rappin' 'bout my old ways I do me while you do the K, did it first, now you're too late I'm 250, you're featherweight, goodnight if you hesitate Accelerate or you better wait, for it escalate and you levitate You got stars, you got stripes, I clean slate chalk boards You got weight, I recalibrate, then interrogate and you talk more I can orchestrate your last call, fornicate with your last broad I'll throw a fast ball, I swing hard, dig deep, hit a back wall I was raised up in the backyard, bulldogs learned to get it tough I call bluffs with a phone call, hit send, I said enough I bet you smoke like Willie, I bet you live like Waylon Bet you got Stars and Stripes, oh, you an outlaw ain't ya Bet you the Real McCoy, ain't nothin' 'bout you gimmick I bet you been out in it, I bet you go out and get it We don't believe you, no, not a word up out your mouth Your story don't check out, that shit you talk, you ain't about We don't believe you, sound like a big ol' bunch of lies Put my right hand to the sky, baby let me testify We don't believe you Let's fuck around, get up on the stand Tell a whole bunch of lies about your homeboy Even though there was a plan, stick together, be a man Prolly go and get your own lawyer Oh boy, these boys got life fucked up (fucked up) If I hear another goddamn song from a fake cowboy in a leased out truck I'ma fuck around, lose my shit, brah Look close, real close, there ain't shit like us Does he walk, talk, dress like us? Don't mean that he built like us Just a whole bunch of Tonka tough Never had to pull it out the mud from the bottom of the hill like us Fight no case, no judge, no cuffs Just sounded good to make a couple of bucks I thought I've seen it all, 'til I seen y'all Not the same, not at all Nah, these boys softer than aerosol Bunch of loud talk, no fuckin' balls Most of 'em don't even smoke at all Just photo-opin' like some fuckin' broads Swear to God they some outlaws 'Til the shit really fuck around pop off I bet you smoke like Willie, I bet you live like Waylon Bet you got Stars and Stripes, oh, you an outlaw ain't ya Bet you the Real McCoy, ain't nothin' 'bout you gimmick I bet you been out in it, I bet you go out and get it We don't believe you, no, not a word up out your mouth Your story don't check out, that shit you talk, you ain't about We don't believe you, sound like a big ol' bunch of lies Put my right hand to the sky, baby, let me testify We don't believe you Howdy y'all? Damn, I blowed In my city, I'm the man to know Every night what I'm landin' on Is a bad bitch with no panties on Hey dude, who you talkin' to? Hey girl, let me talk to you (come here) I'ma do what I got to do They know us son, so we walkin' through I'm a gangster down to my barn, baby Hop on it 'cause we goin' places (come on) I can't lie, we used to smoke that stress But the best is what we've been blowin' lately Hey girl, you know I'm crazy I think you like it, you crazy too I'm a gangster dude doin' gangster tunes So I played it cool and you made a move Talk that street shit always, then flip your shit like Kanye It's the same dudes that be talkin' loud That end up singin' like Beyoncé Hey man, fuck what y'all say Let's bow our heads and we'll all pray For these stupid motherfuckers that be actin' like us all day I bet you smoke like Willie, I bet you live like Waylon Bet you got Stars and Stripes, oh, you an outlaw ain't ya Bet you the Real McCoy, ain't nothin' 'bout you gimmick I bet you been out in it, I bet you go out and get it We don't believe you, no, not a word up out your mouth Your story don't check out, that shit you talk, you ain't about We don't believe you, sound like a big ol' bunch of lies Put my right hand to the sky, baby, let me testify We don't believe you