paroles de chanson Convinced (feat. GPie & Polo) - Mak11

Yeah
MAK11
Mena Beats
Aye

Wanna foreign my whip a new car
Look up for me I'm lit I'm a star
Your life boring you live in the dark
Imma pour it and sip til I'm smart
I be scoring I'm hitting the mark
Go to war with the clique we got heart
Get awards for this shit cuz I'm sharp
I'm so sure been convinced since the start
That's on God man he keep me convinced
If an op wanna beef he get minced
Imma wash out they team they get rinsed
When I walk on the scene it be chinched
They want crop I'm the cream in the clinch
Making profit with ease what a cinch
Shawty drop to her knees for her sins
Know I got what they need I'm convinced

Want money stacked in all the vaults
Imma run them racks up I can't halt
Tryna put some plaques along the wall
I can't trust a rat don't wanna fall
I'm not one to slack and drop the ball
Dawg it's just a fact can't stop or stall
I ain't come to cap no not at all
Better cut the crap can't rock with y'all
They can't fuck with Mak knock em off of the cliff
They ain't coming back drop a op I can't miss
Bet I'm jugging pack imma toss you a zip
Get my funds exact want no loss in this shit
Y'all don't understand I'm on top I can't slip
Drop a hunnit grand icy watch on my wrist
Got the upper hand I can't soften my grip
Want them rubber bands like my wallet on thick
I just rolled me some Lindsay that's medical
Know the code like Da Vinci I'm ethical
All my foes be so flimsy I'm flexible
Blowing smoke up my chimney I'm sceptical
Tryna go up against me regrettable
Hoe they know I'm immensely incredible
Imma pour til it's empty instead of full
While they joke and pretend they ain't credible

Wanna foreign my whip a new car
Look up for me I'm lit I'm a star
Your life boring you live in the dark
Imma pour it and sip til I'm smart
I be scoring I'm hitting the mark
Go to war with the clique we got heart
Get awards for this shit cuz I'm sharp
I'm so sure been convinced since the start
That's on God man he keep me convinced
If an op wanna beef he get minced
Imma wash out they team they get rinsed
When I walk on the scene it be chinched
They want crop I'm the cream in the clinch
Making profit with ease what a cinch
Shawty drop to her knees for her sins
Know I got what they need I'm convinced

Me and my girl we like Lilo and Stitch
Yeah I love that bitch, huh
Fuck with me twice and you know I ain't miss
Check out the necklace, shine
Ignorance is bliss and you know that shit
Get ya thrown in a ditch, bruh
Cough up the money you owe me miss
No freebies bitch, huh
Where was you at when I needed some company
Don't fold on me no drugs come from me
What did you want I was playing Bad Company
Don't cough on me please don't choke on me
I got designer it's laying in front of me
Ain't no folding the clothes cause the clothes ain't cheap
Talking is pussy, talking is weak
Tie yo ass up in my backseat
Burn a bunch of rubber, make yo ass stink
What did you really fucking think?
Way you all follow, looking like some sheep
I ain't really care what ya pussy ass think
I was born for this shit
Putting on for my city
Made my first video that was Filthy
Riding my bike and I'm always gon wheelie, bitch

Wanna foreign my whip a new car
Look up for me I'm lit I'm a star
Your life boring you live in the dark
Imma pour it and sip til I'm smart
I be scoring I'm hitting the mark
Go to war with the clique we got heart
Get awards for this shit cuz I'm sharp
I'm so sure been convinced since the start
That's on God man he keep me convinced
If an op wanna beef he get minced
Imma wash out they team they get rinsed
When I walk on the scene it be chinched
They want crop I'm the cream in the clinch
Making profit with ease what a cinch
Shawty drop to her knees for her sins
Know I got what they need I'm convinced

Hard head on my neck, lungs real heavy
Tryna go and flex, growing up steady
Gotta come soon, gon be ready
Me and Mak going up, on my life I am betting
Back on the grind, going up imma shine
I ain't ever gonna slack, pulling up on a dime
Wanna check for my words, and I'm running outta time
Double up my funds on God I'll be gone
Dreaming so big, don't even sleep
Came up on Nas and ODB
Ain't shooting at all, you just lie through them cheeks
Allen with the sauce, I be dripping with ease
Step back and you fall, you'll be down on your knees
Begging for the ball, me and G in the streets
Putting in work we ain't ever gonna seize
Only going up, I just want double G's
Stomping on my haters
Put you all down in the pavement
Got one plan we meant to make it
Big shout out to all my day ones
I'm gon get you all them pesos
Momma proud she really say so
Pressure building on my mental
Fake smile that's what's on my face though