Most Hated

Man, haha (J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League)
We gon' celebrate this shit tonight, nigga (you already know what I'm about to do, nigga)
Roll your weed up (we gon' celebrate this tonight, nigga), pour your drinks up, nigga
We up, nigga, what's up?
(Gangsta Grillz) yeah, let's go

A lil' hundred on my wrist (yeah), .30 in that clip (ayy)
I'ma push one button, swear to God tap just gon' flip (yeah)
Pink slips, no leases (nah), fuck it, I'm facetious (yeah)
When this shit drop, I ain't 'bout to be doin' no more features (let's go)

I don't like them niggas anyway (nah), I say fuck them niggas every day (yeah)
When you see me, you don't see me, yeah, bitch nigga, better look the other way (ayy)
Call Of Duty, this is not a game, F&N knock you out the frame
Sig on me, it'll do the same
Big dog in the Phantom hoggin' lanes (woo)

Fuck 'em all, got on all the chains, went legit still thankin' 'caine (damn)
Niggas tryin' to count a nigga out, last time you seen a nigga count? (Yeah)
I don't like them niggas anyway (nah), I say fuck them niggas every day (fuck 'em)
I'm the type of nigga make a phone call, send them niggas in a Chevrolet (let's go)

I'm so faded (yeah), bottles gold-plated (ayy)
Tonight we celebrated, I'm most hated (yeah)
I'm so faded (The Voice, yeah), bottles gold-plated (yeah)
Tonight we celebrated, I'm most hated (put a nigga on that gang shit on foenem, let's go)

Me, I'm The Voice, and I'm hated the most
Been would've slid, we in war with a ghost (gang)
Lie, and the police department denied, that nigga was scared to go do a show (pussy-ass nigga)
We lamp in the winter, it's easy to think you not lackin' in snow (brrah)
Brodie be cappin', you know he a napkin, you know he gon', brr, wipin' his nose (achoo!)

Yeah, I be hearin' the rumors like nigga be havin' me scared, that shit be havin' me dead (pussy)
Niggas be askin', "What happened to Virgil?"
Like, nigga, what happened to two of your mans? (Doo, doo, doo)
Bro beat a body, he look at me right in my eyes, and he told me he'll do it again
Go on a hit, and you miss, shit, I bet you ain't goin' again

I'm from the 'Raq and we not preaching 'bout killings
We tappin' 'em right on the back (what's up, bro?)
I'm from the 'Raq, bro, this ain't wifey, if you pickin' me up
She gon' get in the back (what's up, bro?)
You listen to preachers and teachers, you listen to all of your bitches, I listen to Yak
They want that blow, ayy, bro, throw on Sno, the city wanna hear that crack, ayy (let's go)

I'm so faded (yeah), bottles gold-plated (ayy)
Tonight we celebrated, I'm most hated (yeah)
I'm so faded (yeah), bottles gold-plated (yeah)
Tonight we celebrated, I'm most hated (Gangsta Grillz, let's go)

A celebration to the most hated
Like Nas and Puff
You can hate me now, but I won't stop now
Snowman, I feel you
This shit talkin' done just matured with time (Gangsta Grillz, you ba-)



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Writer(s): Edward Davadi, Durk Banks, Erik Ortiz, Jay W. Jenkins, Raphael Ramos Oliveira, Kevin Crowe
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