[Intro]
Where'd you go, where'd you go?
DayOne Music
Tre made this beat
[?] niggas for the most, babe
Yo Jij, turn it up
I don't know, I don't know why everybody hates me
Oh, yeah
[Verse]
Give it to whoever want it (Want it)
I prayed for fame, but I ain't ever want it
Straight from the start, gave 'em my heart, and they was steppin' on it (Steppin' on it)
Streets like a class, I learned my lessons from it, yeah
You ain't gotta ask if there's a weapon on me (Weapon on me, uh)
You treat me good, I'll do you good
Without Ripp, it ain't no L, it ain't no studеwood
Been through so much shit that I can't take shit how I usually could
"I should chill in different circumstancеs", shit, I usually would
Nigga, after all the shit that happened, I done kept chill
Tell me how I'm banned from a place that I done helped build
You can ask Wall about everything I kept real
I done risked it all, and he's thinkin' 'bout himself still
I ain't takin' shit, especially shit that they can take away
I ain't talked to Pesh [?] since I dropped that tape with Ray
They snakin' me, I'm blessed, and now, somehow, I done made a way
Thinkin' I should die with Kobe, it'd be better if I fade away
You can tell me if I'm trippin', if I'm trippin', it's fine
My girl was sneakin' some pussy, I was a pimp at the time
Fuckin' with Ray Cash, but, I wasn't a pimp in my mind
I miss the past, take me back to them simpler times
They say they with me, seem like I'm the only one tryin'
Marry my Glizzy, I'm too busy, yeah, I'm done firin'
This shit for Christmas, I bought 20 women gun licenses
Name another cleaner project, nigga, you know none like him
Let a nigga try me, best believe imma trip over them L's
Damn Flashie, why you sign a deal just to sit on the shelf?
Niggas want the water, know they drill, niggas snitch on they self
Bet you if I saw his ass for real, he'd shit on himself
Heard those sneaky snipers tried to drill, but that mission was failed
How you have a birthday every year, but you niggas still 12?
I don't need them niggas that was here, imma get it myself
Knew this shit was real when they got real, and they was dissin' they self (Bitches for real)
If you ain't got the same opps, I know you ain't my niggas
Shoutout Rob, shoutout Pell, shoutout Wayne, my niggas
They were the first faces I'd seen when my chain was missing
Couple niggas was first on the scene, tryna stain a nigga
Sayin anything 'cause they runnin' outta news
Last time I seen an opp, he'd come across the news
L left day one, like, what you tryna prove?
He could've stayed gang, and did what he wanna do, I'm confused (Yo Gégé)
I guess niggas cool with just running away
Maybe it's me and I can't see it like I got someone that's in front of my face
Know niggas won't believe me when I say the money I make
Would you believe me if I said I got no money off of my tapes?
I ain't never gotta dime from a mothafuckin' stream
VVS, spendin' diamonds, they'll tell you what it means
I ain't never got a dime from a mothafuckin' album
Niggas try to slide in, now you niggas see the outcome
Act like they was ridin', never really cared about 'em
We gave it some time to see how we did without him
Always thankin' God every time I think about him
Too much on my mind, but I can't forget about him
Everybody Hates Intros was produced by JIJ & TreOnTheBeat.