Hate Crimes
This is the go to guy ladies and gentlemen
Yeah
Look
Yo
Most can't comprehend what they eyes can see
I can see my whole life vividly
Filled with gun-smoke, passports and opportunities
Instead of reading eulogies
For members of my family
Who died before you and me
I'm grateful for my mother cause she always had my back
When I was bloody crying tears, she said
Don't let that hold you back
So I straightened up, even went and got rid of my strap
It took the pressure off my back like there was a target attached
But I'm still fighting demons and searching for a reason
Not to blow these niggas up and have them all tried for treason
Smoking on weed that smell like diesel
The world is my easel
I'ma press against and draw out all the evil
The sequel to a bad day is a good day
The secret's to ya life ain't in a movie
You gotta take a chance and live through it
Ain't too many people who I idolize
Cause I'm in love with dollar signs, while y'all committing hate crimes
Cause I'm in love with dollar signs, while y'all committing hate crimes
Cause I'm in love with dollar signs, while y'all committing
Ain't made enough money for me to not talk like I'm the GOAT
Knew I'd be rich before my mama had a dollar in her broach
Let's make a toast
To the niggas in the field I love the most
Chi, he held it down
Cory Trappin showed me all the ropes
I remember a specific time I could've started selling dope
And shooting niggas in they throat
But I chose the studio
I was 12 years old, conscious thoughts recorded it with Joe
Back when I was chicken tender bout this Puerto Rican hoe
Now I'm with a Puerto Rican freak, thicker than a bitch
I be crying when I'm fucking her, the way she sucking dick
Make me reminisce on a time when I was living bliss
In Jamaica with my father, while he holding on the stick
Now I'm holding on the stick, like father like son
I just wanna get rid of my gun
Cause all these tribulations and the charges y'all be facing
Got a nigga thinking he gon' one day meet Satan
I told you niggas that, the sequel to a bad day is a good day
The secrets to your life ain't in a movie, you gotta live through it
Ain't too many people who I idolize
Cause I'm in love with dollar signs, while y'all committing hate crimes
Cause I'm in love with dollar signs, while y'all committing hate crimes
Cause I'm in love with dollar signs, while y'all committing hate crimes
Hate crimes
Hate crimes
Cause I'm in love with dollar signs, while y'all committing hate crimes
I'll take care of you now, I'm with you now, I'm with you
Yeah
Look
Yo
Most can't comprehend what they eyes can see
I can see my whole life vividly
Filled with gun-smoke, passports and opportunities
Instead of reading eulogies
For members of my family
Who died before you and me
I'm grateful for my mother cause she always had my back
When I was bloody crying tears, she said
Don't let that hold you back
So I straightened up, even went and got rid of my strap
It took the pressure off my back like there was a target attached
But I'm still fighting demons and searching for a reason
Not to blow these niggas up and have them all tried for treason
Smoking on weed that smell like diesel
The world is my easel
I'ma press against and draw out all the evil
The sequel to a bad day is a good day
The secret's to ya life ain't in a movie
You gotta take a chance and live through it
Ain't too many people who I idolize
Cause I'm in love with dollar signs, while y'all committing hate crimes
Cause I'm in love with dollar signs, while y'all committing hate crimes
Cause I'm in love with dollar signs, while y'all committing
Ain't made enough money for me to not talk like I'm the GOAT
Knew I'd be rich before my mama had a dollar in her broach
Let's make a toast
To the niggas in the field I love the most
Chi, he held it down
Cory Trappin showed me all the ropes
I remember a specific time I could've started selling dope
And shooting niggas in they throat
But I chose the studio
I was 12 years old, conscious thoughts recorded it with Joe
Back when I was chicken tender bout this Puerto Rican hoe
Now I'm with a Puerto Rican freak, thicker than a bitch
I be crying when I'm fucking her, the way she sucking dick
Make me reminisce on a time when I was living bliss
In Jamaica with my father, while he holding on the stick
Now I'm holding on the stick, like father like son
I just wanna get rid of my gun
Cause all these tribulations and the charges y'all be facing
Got a nigga thinking he gon' one day meet Satan
I told you niggas that, the sequel to a bad day is a good day
The secrets to your life ain't in a movie, you gotta live through it
Ain't too many people who I idolize
Cause I'm in love with dollar signs, while y'all committing hate crimes
Cause I'm in love with dollar signs, while y'all committing hate crimes
Cause I'm in love with dollar signs, while y'all committing hate crimes
Hate crimes
Hate crimes
Cause I'm in love with dollar signs, while y'all committing hate crimes
I'll take care of you now, I'm with you now, I'm with you
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Writer(s): Malique Mclean
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