Make Hate

(Verse 1)
I take my lick okay i f*cked up
(f*cked up)
Looking at the pictures that we took
And what we once was f*cked up
Back popping molly after almost dying
Something bout it wake me up
Make me feel like a giant
(you know that)
Had a talk with my auntie i gave her money today
(i gave her money today)
She lost her son at 18 i keep my trust in a K
I'm thanking God for all the bullets that i dodged
All the shoot-outs in my hood i overcame i'm feeling fine
Yeah i apologize for all the heartaches and the lies
Remember when i f*cked you by my people in the 9
Remember when you told me don't pull out and i ain't mind
Girl you know you still for me
How the f*ck you choosing sides
I just pray that Jehovah keep me protected
I ain't tryna neglect it
I gotta man up and buckle down and just accept it
Let my heart keep stating facts
Kind of hard to shake back
Ever since i caught them cases it's been hard to shake back
Feeling like Jalen Ramsey
Young nigga no respect
Cash Money Makaveli bringing them Carter days back
This that Calvinism 3 i be the God amen
Energy been all bad
From the hoes i lay with
Only hit her from the back cause she ain't wanna face me
Got some top from out her friend cause she ain't wanna lace me
God something but i feel like the Devil tryna take me
Nightmares when i sleep
Body feel like dead weight
Told this lame i may not change but i ain't never sold yay
10 pounds in a day
That's my f*cking funksway
Pretty chick she 26 she look fresh off the runway
Niggas hating to these b*tches tryna make they hoes hate huh..

(Hook)
Niggas hating to they b*tches tryna make they hoes hate (2x)
These niggas got hoe ways
Nigga hating to they b*tches tryna make they hoes hate
Im go f*ck her anyway
Aye, aye, aye, ayyyeeee
Nigga hating to they b*tches tryna make they hoes hate
Man these niggas got some.. hoe.. ways

(Verse 2)
I woke up and went got it cause i was tired of hurting
It ain't tricking if you got it my hoe got alot of purses
I went spinning round they block put em in alot of hearses
(they dead)
I been going through withdrawals lately ain't sipping alot of dirty
And i trying to hurt the b*tch that i love
I'm just out here in these streets tryna run this sh*t up
You understand that
If you really want a nigga then demand that
I'm worth more than a lap dance
Had his people on the block like damn why they had to do my baby like that
Did dirt with the nigga
And i think he might rat
So it's off with his head
I'm cut throat to the grave
Pillow talking to that b*tch yeah she go tell a nigga cause im rich

(Hook)