Tears Full Of Hatred
Look how I came up
The only way to make diamonds nigga
Is under pressure
Woke up with tears of hate
And yea bitch I slept great
What can I say
I got regrets
But shit I'm only human
But yet I still hate
A few of my ways
That I won't speak on
Fuck friends, I cut em off
So I can move on
Dawg I've been waiting too long
Time is of the essence
I ain't got no more to waste
One track minded
This rap shit
Sound goofy to me
I'm underground til I'm underground
Fuck that other shit
Them strip clubs
Ain't never been on
I ain't throwing shit
And middle fingers to you fuck boys
You turned bitch
You should've spoke just like a man
But dawg I know you's a hoe
That fuck shit I always been on
Nigga I been an Alley Boy
You know I stay with it
In case shit goes wrong
I gotta feed my fam by any means
So fuck who I fear
I can't remember the last time
I spoke to God about anything
(Mane shit that had to be some years ago)
(Cause you know I don't really believe in none of that shit no more)
Since my brother died
I'm not the same
Shit changed
My heart done got colder
And my voice a lot bolder
These hoes done got worser
Niggas hate cause they ain't make it
I'm masking up my pain
Smiling with tears full of hatred
Niggas talk just like some hoes
So I ain't fucking with em
The only time you fuck with them people
You drinking with em
You would never learn
To be alone
And that's your confidence
And you wonder why you can't get a man
Bitch that's depressing
Cold with it
Iceberg slim
No chili pimp
She want to leave
Then imma let her go
That's how it be
Give her bout two weeks
And she gone text me
Is you free
She got a man at home
But rather sit and eat with me
Shit crazy
I can't make this up for real, for real
Cuz was throwing salt
So I can't wait til he get hit
It's the niggas that surround you
Be the main ones talking shit
Cock block you bout some pussy
Tell your business in the streets
You got some shit
Up off your chest
Then speak that shit for real
Hell I would say record a track
But that's gone take some years
ASM belongs to me nigga
I'm talking shit
Without the clout you rap niggas suck
Get off my dick
Nigga
Niggas is not fucking with me
The only way to make diamonds nigga
Is under pressure
Woke up with tears of hate
And yea bitch I slept great
What can I say
I got regrets
But shit I'm only human
But yet I still hate
A few of my ways
That I won't speak on
Fuck friends, I cut em off
So I can move on
Dawg I've been waiting too long
Time is of the essence
I ain't got no more to waste
One track minded
This rap shit
Sound goofy to me
I'm underground til I'm underground
Fuck that other shit
Them strip clubs
Ain't never been on
I ain't throwing shit
And middle fingers to you fuck boys
You turned bitch
You should've spoke just like a man
But dawg I know you's a hoe
That fuck shit I always been on
Nigga I been an Alley Boy
You know I stay with it
In case shit goes wrong
I gotta feed my fam by any means
So fuck who I fear
I can't remember the last time
I spoke to God about anything
(Mane shit that had to be some years ago)
(Cause you know I don't really believe in none of that shit no more)
Since my brother died
I'm not the same
Shit changed
My heart done got colder
And my voice a lot bolder
These hoes done got worser
Niggas hate cause they ain't make it
I'm masking up my pain
Smiling with tears full of hatred
Niggas talk just like some hoes
So I ain't fucking with em
The only time you fuck with them people
You drinking with em
You would never learn
To be alone
And that's your confidence
And you wonder why you can't get a man
Bitch that's depressing
Cold with it
Iceberg slim
No chili pimp
She want to leave
Then imma let her go
That's how it be
Give her bout two weeks
And she gone text me
Is you free
She got a man at home
But rather sit and eat with me
Shit crazy
I can't make this up for real, for real
Cuz was throwing salt
So I can't wait til he get hit
It's the niggas that surround you
Be the main ones talking shit
Cock block you bout some pussy
Tell your business in the streets
You got some shit
Up off your chest
Then speak that shit for real
Hell I would say record a track
But that's gone take some years
ASM belongs to me nigga
I'm talking shit
Without the clout you rap niggas suck
Get off my dick
Nigga
Niggas is not fucking with me
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Writer(s): Deondreke Douse
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