Hate On Me

Yea yea yea when i open this door and get this money
They all come back again
Take off while I'm driving a Benz
I'm skirting off hear my song in the wind
I been dosing off money getting toss
She just want too fuck cause she know I'm raw
They be like they done lost you I be like I'm a boss too
Making my moves nothing new
Driving and wilding while I'm in the coupe yea
She want too play with my mood like she is my boo
I'm run it up in a day huh nigga ain't gon trace
Stack this money up in a vault nigga
Got to put it away hold on

I hit it from the back now I'm headed outside
You see all this money you want to join the ride
Shit ain't working caught that nigga out here lurking
Shit be urgent getting money while its worth it
100 bands will be perfect
Run around and go see who you want to go meet
Fuck around with me
Ask what I need what do you mean
Erasing my thoughts while I'm swinging the rock
He want too play but his ass caught pop
Grabbing this money better send me the drop
Calling my phone you don't where he shot
You don't know if its a L or not
Run on feet I'll catch you on site
I need the time and the day of the mic
I'm smoking this weed I'm as high as a kite
I fuck with lil shawty cause she the thief of the night
Arrive slide you gon die pay your ties they gon combine
Grind so hard can't waste no time
Sing my song don't hit my line
I got caught got to pay a fine yea yea
Swerving down that alleyway that interstate
Put you up in another place
Count it all in day huh
I don't want you too play
Life be high stake
Why you got to hate on me
Grab some money found some peace hold on

Walk down the street you gon see me on
Nigga I'm really on
Walk in the house with this vlone on huh
They want to see me home
I just took this chrome let it go let it blow
Arrive at the store get some more
Call my hoe she wants some dope
In my zone they want no smoke
Tell them go book Zay for a show
They want to talk to me on that phone
Don't talk to me if you think I'm wrong
Stuck in my ways I don't even know
Driving in the whip we ain't moving slow
It's getting cold I need coat yea she playing with the bro
Buying diamonds in the rain now
Switching lanes better take them down
Setting trends you're ready know my name I'm doing shit I'm ready
Hold your arms real steady
Get the pack gone I'm sell it huh spiting this talk like a reverend
Who want too play me because I'm not testing
Stay in section

Yea yea yea when i open this door and get this money
They all come back again
Take off while I'm driving a Benz
I'm skirting off hear my song in the wind
I been dosing off money getting toss
She just want too fuck cause she know I'm raw
They be like they done lost you I be like I'm a boss too
Making my moves nothing new
Driving and wilding while I'm in the coupe yea
She want too play with my mood like she is my boo
I'm run it up in a day huh nigga ain't gon trace
Stack this money up in a vault nigga
Got to put it away hold on



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Writer(s): Xavier Hamm
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