Unbelievable Songtext
von Millyz

I been havin′ so much motion, always knew it was achievable
But every now and then I close my eyes, it's unbelievable
Follow up ′bout some money, yeah, that's usually what people do
Never thought you'd cross me, then I found out it′s an evil you

Ooh, you never had to sleep with one eye open and a pistol
She out here doin′ molly, but I really think it's crystal
I could never do no moissanite ′cause I'm just too official
Pussy rappers in my state be sneak hatin′, what's the issue?
You be showin′ me all teeth when I see you, you be grinnin'
Are you mad about this lifestyle or are you mad I'm winnin′?
Are you mad about the flights and all the trips and all the women?
And all the money that I′m spendin'? Get the fuck up out your feelings

Get the fuck up out your feelings

Give no fuck about your feelings

Give no fuck about your feelings


Prayin′ on my downfall, it's funny ′cause I still win
'Member I was broke, they never pictured I′d be winnin' shit
And they don't got no love, they just come around for benefits
I been off the drugs, I took my soda and I blended it
School of hard knocks, I took the courses, I attended it
Pull up in that foreign, bitch so dumb, she think I rented it
I′m an artist, bro a killer, he be really tryna end some shit
Security around me tryna keep me out of incidents
′Cause if this shit go left, I'm payin′ lawyers for my innocence

I'm talkin′ millions and up
This bitch gave me some good brain, but she ain't brilliant enough
Fast forward a hundred hoes, you think I still give a fuck?

That′s crazy
Wavy baby, I'm in Miami like I'm born in Dade County
And I promise I ain′t racist, but I got three K′s 'round me
Blue strips with the big faces in the bank like a townie
Jealousy, hatred, and envy keep that fuck shit from ′round me
Ah, ah (Blanco, Blanco)
Yeah, yeah

Blue strips with the big faces, I'm in the bank like a townie
Jealousy, envy, and hatred keep that fuck shit from around me
It′s really me, the one you hate on when you scrollin'
Every rapper diss me a victim, don′t pay attention to the trollin'
Just did a song with J. Stone and when he come home, shit, we rollin'
Bitch told you don′t worry ′bout him
But I'm still up in her close friends
Yeah, and I still know where her throat ends

And she let me hit from both ends


I been havin′ so much motion, always knew it was achievable
But every now and then I close my eyes, it's unbelievable
Follow up ′bout some money, yeah, that's usually what people do
Never thought you′d cross me, then I found out it's an evil you

Yeah, this is R&B, boy
Ratchet and funky, you know?
Rhythm and pain, ratchet and pain, all that
A lot of y'all rappers pussy
Rats and paper, you know?
That′s why I′m on this though
Ratchets and pistols, all that
It's Blanco, man, Blancosito, you know the vibe, look