H.a.t.e. Lyrics
(Verse)
Coming out wasn't easy
You got alot of motherfuckers that don't wanna see you win
Jealous, once envy, I'm twisted of this remy
The benz be the only thing I'm spending in to win
Get up this cake I'll invest in some estates
Top griding to the stake, rock willin' gotta save
V capes with the block,
Take the whole hood niggas up to no good
I ain't catching no case content, compact
Where my glock at?
My rap hop back on my jock strap
Five max climax push your mind back
All the grounds in my paf I'ma sign that
Come cats they connected like me
Every check that I see copper weapon by the tree
Catch me rolling sour D sexing on the beach ,
Why would retreat when these niggers all sweet
Get these niggers off me
Black and white chucks, OG got me right OI
Every night shots fly fuck a fight
Cee Lo in the hood this come tuck a dice
Married to the streets loving me 'cause I fuck her right
Mack got a mac , toe chilly gotta chill
Black LOCs I'm with Loak me and emmy offer pill
Got bills gotta pay , thrills to the A
Niggers chill with the k,niggers feel what I say
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(Verse)
Struggle of a young nigga riding
Being broke but they rarely sympathizing
So I had to get it, chilling on a nigga
Scared mars no time prince
Such a dame act like a violin
Hoes getting laid off I just call it firin'
Fight is kush nigga with a lighter
High grade tree low cost for the prices
Front rows seats for the side these main bitch
Back stage nigga, I was born when the crack came
Gang bang, breaking error
Gotta rhyme to get rich
Sing a lullaby to the other side
With some blunts aside
Then I come alive with these bloody eyes
Better pray than you ain't my prey
Better stay where you at if you fake
Can't be an ace mind thick for the quarter
Keep it in the code if you wanna make the order
Real talk,no forming
Spear toss when I pause it
White let me light ice mentol with the spike
Gimme coma , no regret so they can't bank
I'm a karma
Fast forward when I rock with my whipper for 'em
Blast those I ain't tryna to mess with that
You ain't gotta kick back,
Shawty wanna mirror I ain't talking where you wrist at
Neighbourhood riff raff get that