You-you-you got to believe something
Why not 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)
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
Waste load, three quarter, phone left, mink (ta da)
(Cam'ron 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 mama's proud of us (hey mama)
Seven dirty rods so please, don't get loud with us (talk nice)
Eleven word for anybody who doubted us

You got to believe in something
Why not believe in flee?
You got to believe (flee) in something (ah, yeah, ah, yeah)
Why not believe in flee? (Ah, yeah, ah, yeah, yeah), 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, (you got to believe) I had two options
Knowing this, I turned that to a few options
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'
I'm known to 'cause a frenzy
'Cause you see me in the Bentley
Suede seats, sand roof please don't think it's nothin' friendly
All red, the Benzy
I get head, Lewinsky
I mean the real Lewinsky
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

Copyright: Missing Link Music
Writer(s): Cameron Giles