Make Believe

[Intro: Freddie Gibbs] Uh, yeah Statik Selektah Gangsta Gibbs, baby Uh! (None of this is make believe) Yeah Statik (None of this is make believe) Yeah Uh, fa'sho (None of this is make-) Uh! [Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs] Said I'm a rich nigga and this is for you bitch niggas Bitch, said fuck the world and everything in it Got foreigns in the driveway and ain't a thing rented I drain the main vein in the mouth of main bitches And lame niggas, stuck on pussies expansion I proceed to slip and fall in and out of them drawers Rendezvous with these groufie broads, now I'm dodging their calls Bet you wish you could be a fly up on my project walls Serving clucks in my mama driver, started off with a ball, fa'sho The dope boy done graduated to the dope man Got rich and flipped a rap career off 3 and a half grams And ain't no nigga ever gave me shit I paid the cost so fuck your boss, I work for FG, bitch And it's the truth cause dickriding's at an all-time fucking high So I stay solo, let this dolo blow my fucking mind The razor blade major paid, quick to break a fiend Taking all fades, nigga, none of this shit was make believe Bitch [Hook 2] I said none of this shit was make believe (None of this is make believe) I said none of this shit was make believe, nigga (None of this is make believe) [Verse 2: Ea$y Money] None of this is make believe I can show you it all, the biggest doubter I can make believe Listen to the jewels I'm spitting The street shit is in my genes, homie, it's my true religion Y'all really bore me on tracks Sounding really corny on wax Fronting like you really went to war or combat You ignoring all facts They done put me in a cell like you store your contacts Rap niggas tell lies Talk tough, but when the beef come, between their legs where their tail lies (pussy) ST do biz Hold it down in any prison you sit us in, homie you're a citizen Sold drugs like the pharmaceutic The realest overall like a farmer suited We the most official, we tote them pistols And we got flows that's sick, too, come fuck with us [Hook 2: Freddie Gibbs] I said none of this shit was make believe, nigga (That's what I'm saying though!) I said (None of this is make believe) (Your whole life's made up!) I said none of this shit was make believe, nigga (You're an author! Fictional!) (None of this is make believe) [Verse 3: Termanology] Uh I take the trees, break the trees, shake the trees Quarter pound, eighth of trees and (none of this is make believe) I chased a cat down the block with a .38 special He was speed walking, lucky he ain't see a coffin I really put in work in them studios Where them groupie hoes try and get loose and go out control If Iraq snuff you and machete rush you Or hectic gun butt you, that just make Term sucka I'm the muscle and the brain, seeing Russia on the plane is amazing You should try to change your situation Instagram scams and Twitter altercations Facebook stalkers, y'all motherfuckas be hating Detec's spying on me, shits get violent on me Cliques stay wilding, homie, stick lanes, piling rollies This rap life is real life all the time, my friend It's 'Ology, I'm known for getting it in Plus... [Hook: Freddie Gibbs] I said none of this shit was make believe, nigga (For real) I said (None of this is make believe), bitch I said none of this shit was make believe, nigga (None of this is make believe) [Outro: Statik Selektah] Statik Selektah Gangsta Gibbs Ea$y Money 'Ology Facts not fiction