Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Doubt Me , by - Frenchie. Release date: 31.12.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Doubt Me |
| They said I would never be shit |
| Look at me now, look at me now |
| Little kids wanna be me when they come around |
| My high school teacher’s screaming out 'no way, no how' |
| I made it out that drug-free zone, I’m flexing now |
| I’m not mad at you, for doing me wrong |
| Pack your bags now (bye), move along |
| You can hear my pain, just rewind this song |
| I made it so that, you can’t hurt me no more |
| You say I will never be shit, but peep this |
| I got my daddy’s features |
| 4 years ago I was walking around in dirty sneakers |
| My son won’t miss no Easter’s |
| I put that on P-Funk |
| Black and orange Challenger, the same color as Heathcliff |
| R.I.P. |
| Brown Baller, aka B-Dollaz |
| I ascend, let me in, mi casa, su casa |
| This is real shit that I deal with |
| My grandmomma 86 |
| I tell her everything, but if you asked her she ain’t saying shit |
| If I should die today, make sure my son is straight |
| Body gone, but my spirit right next to his birthday cake |
| I never had a father, just ya tutor |
| A black flag, and that Ruger |
| That’s your ass when I shoot ya |
| Sticks and stones my break my bones but words will never hurt me |
| That’s some lying shit, cause my, my momma still used words to hurt me |
| They want my heart to flat line |
| And watch my family straight cry, but I’m goin let you done today |
| They said I would never be shit |
| Look at me now, look at me now |
| Little kids wanna be me when they come around |
| My high school teacher’s screaming out 'no way, no how' |
| I made it out that drug-free zone, I’m flexing now |
| I’m not mad at you, for doing me wrong |
| Pack your bags now (bye), move along |
| You can hear my pain, just rewind this song |
| I made it so that, you can’t hurt me no more |
| I’m so tired of these broke niggas, that said that I would never be shit |
| I ain’t know you before nigga, hell no, I’m not in your clique |
| Flat lie, you asking for a flat line, and it’s goin be your lucky day |
| R.I.P. |
| D-Baby, R.I.P. |
| E. Money Stacks, R.I.P. |
| B-Dollaz |
| Bring my fallen soldiers back |
| I said it once and I’mma say it again |
| I work hard to get them Benjamin’s |
| Take one of mine I’mma take 10 |
| An animal, you’re facing |
| Stepped up from drinking sugar water, Kool-Aid |
| Its a new day |
| Got my top down, cooling |
| Like Jody C., oooh yeah |
| Your diamonds is fooling |
| Mine Tucan Sam’s, fruity |
| CINEMAX when I walk past, watch me make a movie |
| They said I would never be shit |
| Look at me now, look at me now |
| Little kids wanna be me when they come around |
| My high school teacher’s screaming out 'no way, no how' |
| I made it out that drug-free zone, I’m flexing now |
| I’m not mad at you, for doing me wrong |
| Pack your bags now (bye), move along |
| You can hear my pain, just rewind this song |
| I made it so that, you can’t hurt me no more |