HATE

(Verse 1)

Khaliya left me, I tried to take my life
I was popping hella pills before a nigga found the mic
Sit up in the dark, that's the perfect place to write
Write ya way up out the dark, now it's time to shine ya light

We was tryna get a bite, talking lobster with the crab
Things change, rearrange, you no longer got my back
Fell out over pussy but what's worse is the fact
I kept her on the bench but you brought her to the draft

Said I'm all about the math, subtracting liabilities
Know they getting jealous, cause of my abilities
I could go forever, just look at my agility
My price going up you better get it while it's really cheap

They tryin-ta get rid of me, cause I make the game shift
Give 'em what they need, come to Don get the same shit
Put it in ya phone, turn it up let the bass kick
Gotta cop that hot shit cause most these rappers basic

(Hook)

More love when I had less dough
Now The Don putting on so the hate startin-ta show
Love start to leave, tension start to grow
Pain start to rise, then the blood start to float, yo (2x)

(Verse 2)

It's like rappers want my spot, niggas want my chick
Haters want me dead, groupies want the dick
My shorty want me home, my niggas want me rich
All this on my plate but still I'm hungry as a bitch

Crackers want me in a cell but I ain't proving 'em right
Niggas wishing that I fell but fuck my future is bright
Side chick startin-ta fall, she getting used to the pipe
Main chick getting mad, she said that music's my life

And I don't even sleep much, all I do is just write
You think I got time for niggas, that ain't using it right?
Hate me cause I made it happen, you was snoozing at night
We got the same 24, fuck you doing my guy?

And I ain't stopping for shit, I ain't slowing it down
Wasn't knowing it then, well fuck it they knowing it now
Motherfucker it's The Don, shit they know by the sound
I said I walk like a baller, baby I smell like a pound

(Hook)

(Verse 3)

Politicking with the plug, putting pieces to the puzzle
I used to fuck with pieces but I had to switch the hustle
All my niggas dogs, they don't really need a muzzle
Used to sleep up in my car but now these bitches wanna cuddle

She not knowing my story, shorty seeing my style
She ain't know bout the times I couldn't speak to the crowds
I would post at Applebee's but now I'm eating at Chow's
God grew the hottest nigga, plant a seed in the ground

All I did was just grow, elevated the flow
Put my all in my music, and put my heart in the shows
Put some money away, not I ain't thinking bout Rolls
Mind state, dream chase, I'm out here chasing my goal, yo!

(Hook)