Lyrics I'll never release this. - Dilem

Mmmm yeah
Yeah what?
Yeah what?
If you say that you love me
You gon have to prove it
(You gon have to what?)
(Yeah you gon have to prove it)
Told these niggas I was gon make it
But they doubted me
I don't even blame them
I was doubting me too
This shit don't make no sense
How these niggas waiting for my music in a
Uh uh
How these niggas waiting for my music in advance?
Ima hit your bitch
I get her back
I put it there
Ima fuck that bitch
I fuck that bitch
I end up passing
Ima flip that bitch
I put that bitch right in a trance
Uh uh
We were just kissing (For real!)
Money? 'Gon maintain (For real!)
I got a mustang (For real!)
I hit your bih get a bag off the pills
Pussy ass niggas be talking? I kill
100k bought a big choppa
100k karats, I put on your bills!
I give a fuck about bitches, I kill
Underbelly keep on trying get bills
100 bands, I take it you tryna appeal?
End of the times bih don't try to appeal
Ovo you can't fuck with the Drake
Ovo you can't fuck with the Drake
I hit your bitch get her back it's a phase
I hit your bitch get her back in the case
Mmmm (For real!)
Told these niggas I was gon make it
But they always doubted
I don't even blame them for real
I would've doubted me too
Uh uh
It don't make no sense
How the fuck I make it?
I don't understand
Wasn't niggas hating?
They didn't wanna see me win
So tell me how I got here now
Tell me why some niggas waiting for the sounds
It don't make no sense
I don't really get it