Hey Ross, sauce it up
Late Bs, this go crazy
Need to believe
You need to, need to believe, uh
Had to tell her that I don't even need her
Told a bad bitch to keep her feet up
Makin' all these songs and I don't take defeats ya
Tell me you're my bro, but I don't even see y'all
Need to believe
You bitches you are way too naive
When I think about you, I can't even get no sleep
You a diva
Ripped my heart out, so I don't even feel now
Money in my pocket, yeah, we don't match
Hated on me but I did this from scratch
Light up the stage, yeah, I don't need no match
Get yourself some balls 'cause you know that it's facts
I just bossed up
Ten bands, yeah, we just went through a lock-down
I just bought me a new chain, yeah
You don't know what I cost ya
In the stu' with my homies, yeah, we sauced up
Bitch you washed up, while we don't stop ya
'Cause you mean nothing to me
Don't even try to beg on your knees
'Cause I can feel the ocean breeze
Out in LA with my homies
Had to tell her that I don't even need her
Told a bad bitch to keep her feet up
Makin' all these songs and I don't take defeats ya
Tell me you're my bro, but I don't even see y'all
Need to believe
You bitches, you are way too naive
When I think about you, I can't even get no sleep
You a diva
Ripped my heart out, so I don't even feel now
'Cause I don't even feel now
Ooh, you a diva, you a diva
Stole my heart, ooh, uh