Y’all Can Hate Me Now

[Intro]
My office hours are from 9 to 5
Fuck your office hours I need to talk to you right now motherfucker

[Verse]
Yeah, I'm locked in
Bitch, I really handle business
Boy you embarrassing, wifin' bitches that's strippin'
Sometimes you need to shut the fuck up and listen
It's real simple, I get paid and you don't that's the difference
Crash the whip then went a hundred, now my n*ggas don't trust me
Shit was lookin' good, now it's gettin' ugly
I don't even believe when somebody say they love me
She wanna fuck me 'cause I smеll like a hundred bands when shе hug me
Everybody actin' different, that's okay wit' me
Do what the fuck you want, just don't play wit' me
Monnier on my feet cost a lil' over $850
And I keep her pillow talkin', she can take Chike
Yeah they sued me for Burn Rubber, I had to get it cleared
My lawyer ain't been on my side, she been actin' weird
A penthouse top floor, bitch, I don't live in fear
Automatic shoes off when you get in here
Had to accept the fact that P lost faith in me
And I made half an M, don't play wit' me
Regardless bitch, I'm goin' to the top, who gon' race wit' me?
First I had to realize everybody I couldn't take wit' me
I don't care to be a savage, bitch, 'cause I love myself
Bitch, all you good for is pussy and nothin else
Huh, barely that, cause without it you got nothin' to sell
Hit the club with a plus one, bitch, I'm bringin' hell
Fans tryna keep the beef alive, that shit weird
Leave it alone, n*gga been dead for like two years
I moved on, you should too, use your two ears
'Cause I'm at the top knockin' like "Who here?"
No bitch, I don't fit in, that ain't my style
For a slut why you postin'? Bitch, take it down
He just cap, can't rap, or sell a eighth of loud
Bitch go hit that blade and make me proud
No I don't got a bitch 'cause it's fuck 'em all
He on live kissin' a bitch that just sucked my balls
Hoe you will never be important [?] fuck you raw
I'm that n*gga without you n*ggas, the fuck you thought?
Made this song to let y'all know y'all can hate me now
Don't gotta shake a n*gga hand or fake a smile
Bitch I'm him with this [?], I gotta break it down
To my plug, bring a bowl and make it loud
N*ggas so stuck on this L.A. rap scene
Whole time sick, gotta get me a vaccine
[?] might get the strap clean
Talk bout my ears but show yours, bitch, the back green
Talkin' bout your shit lit, bitch, no, it's not
Speak up on me now bitch and get no response
N*ggas playin' wit' me like I don't know what's mine
Lil' n*ggas can't even tote a hundred, n*gga keep it calm
Feel like [?] start to grew apart
But they do better when they together, shit break my heart
Black sheep and that's okay, I just play my part
I wake up and count 20 with a day to start
It's true, I don't got it all yet, somethin' wrong
The best thing you could do is leave me the fuck alone
Don't even hit me up when you hear this song
[?], don't matter, I can do it on my fuckin' own
N*gga

[Outro]
Now, if you have any other problems
It's your royalties
My office hours are from
My office hours are from
9 to 5