Hate It Or Thug It

Ain't no peace for nothin', can't let Jesus Christ, ease it out
Wolf around my mind every time that my baby die
It's a sign, niggas tellin' lies, bitches eye for eye
Issue with the killin' that I try to merely fuck with y'all

Fake out the blood, fake out the blood, fake-fake-fake-fake
Fake out the blood, fake out the blood, brrr
Never find a truth if it's whatever I write in love
Fake out the blood, fake out the blood
Never find a truth if it's whatever I write in love
Fake out the blood, fake out the blood

I put the nigga in the southside till we naked
Out the home I put the billy
In the pot and then I mix it with the coke
What it do? Who are you?
They be talkin' 'bout my films
I put the J into the Simmons
And put Haley in the tube

Damn, ain't no peace for nothin'
Can't let Jesus cry
Ease it out
Wolf around my mind
Every time that my baby die
It's a sign
Niggas tellin' lies
Bitch, it's eye for eye
Issue with the killer that I tried too many fuckin' times

Bitchin' at my niggas 'til we man up
Laugh it up and sit the nigga down until he stand up
Flippin' like my daddy but my baby get no hand up
Tellin' all my business to you niggas 'cause y'all don't care, nah
Damn, bruh, boy, you ain't no man, bruh
Poppin' for the camera
They gon' put it down, I hit the ground and just gon' ran up
Been the same nigga since Molly was a Hannah
Been about my benjis since Cube you was pimpin' cameras
Hold on, hold on, hold on
Nigga, you said what?

I'm a big thunder chopper, burnin' Jesus free
Bobble, thump, or crack at it
Automatic, grab to send me, clear to stab it
Get the introduction, homies robbin' they clicks
Guess that's what they get for pimpin' when they stay in them sticks

Guess that's what they get for pimpin', skippin' proof from them bricks
I made a habit, couldn't have it
While my mind playing tricks
My anxiety behind me
But things don't exist
Schizophrenic, I've been manic
Wash my bed like a snitch
Paranoid, grab the parlor
Get my family out the gnarler
Someone chasing me, lil' partner
Someone eyeing me, lil' barter
Bella holla for my mama
Got her parlin' by my nonna
Smell 'em chiefin' by the sauna
Uncle dealt the marijuana, love

Dolls, killers, thrillers, dealers
Pack it up and flip a feeler
You ain't doin' nothing that my mama never told a nigga
You ain't fuck it up until your daddy hit them painkillers
Fuck it up to Emory, y'all ain't know I got to pay the debt

Swerving black whip while I'm coming through
You gon' see me in your city bitch and I'm gon' run it too
Wallet lacking hundreds who gon' flex it like me
I ain't got a clue
Fifty three soldiers miles with me
None of them gon' fuck with you

Posin' like me now, baby, who you tryna fool?
Nigo in the south, baby, postin' like a fuckin' troop
Coupe crashin' with no gas, flat tires on the snaps
Fast movin', got no mad, man, I'm tryna fuck my dad, huh?

Lost for a moment, but I back it up
Nigo crossin' many borders, see me slippin'
Ice gon' try and lock me up
I ain't never happy, but I'm grindin', tryna pick me up
Keepin' pops right on my sleeve, just so I can hide me up
They ain't praying, they ain't praying for me (my nigga)
They ain't praying, they ain't praying for me (my nigga)
They ain't praying, they ain't praying for me (my nigga)
They ain't praying, they ain't praying for me (I said)

Fake out the blood, fake out the blood, fake-fake-fake-fake
Fake out the blood, fake out the blood, fake-fake-fake-fake
Fake out the blood, fake out the blood, fake-fake-fake-fake
Fake out the blood, fake out the blood, fake-fake-fake-fake