Lyrics Believe in Flee - Cam'Ron

Believe in Flee

You got to believe, I mean you got to believe in something, right?
Why not?
Why not believe in Flee?
(Flee, Flee, Flee, Killa, ah, uh, Killa)
You got to believe
Poverty, nah, I wasn’t understanding it (Nope)
No way that I’ll ever have a hand in it
My building look abandoned, so Cam had to abandon it (Peace)
Now to get in my crib, you need a laminate (Hello)
It’s me, Flee, the car all pink (All pink)
Two door, take your bitch with one wink (Hey, baby)
Location where the black rich niggas link
Move a couple bricks a month in case the ship ever sink
Waist low, three quarter, full-length mink (Ta-da)
(Cam, you gettin' money?) Well, as sure as shit stink
The white real soft so we call the shit «Powder puff»
Two chains on, yeah, we made our mamas proud of us (Hey mama)
Seven Dirty rock, so, please, don’t get loud with us (Talk nice)
Eleven word for anybody who doubted us
You got to believe in something (Flee)
Why not believe in Flee?
You got to believe in something (Flee, ah-ah, Killa, ah-ah, Killa)
Why not believe in Flee?
(Ah, yeah, ah-ha, yeah, Killa, listen)
You got to believe
Fl— Flee fours, knitted sweaters over new cotton
Don’t talk, I ask nigga, why ain’t you poppin'?
Now it’s opportunity, don’t matter who’s watchin'
Play ball, sell drugs, nigga, I had two options (You got to believe)
Y’all witnessed how I turned that to a few options (What else?)
I ain’t show you how to get your boo poppin'?
(Facts)
Or to get your whole crew poppin' (Why, though?)
So you ain’t have to be crew hoppin' (Ahh)
I’m known to cause a frenzy 'cause you see me in the Bentley
Suede seats, tan roof, please don’t think it’s nothin' friendly (You got to
believe)
All red, the Benzy (Benzy), I get head, Lewinsky ('Winsky)
I mean the real Lewinsky (Oh), I wouldn’t bet against me (Flee)
Why not believe in Flee?
You got to believe in something (Something)
Why not believe in Flee?
(Flee)
You got to believe in something (Something)
Why not believe in Flee?
(Flee)
You got to believe