HATE IT OR LOVE IT Freestyle

Haters acting like they hate it but love it
The way you really feel ain't matching what you saying in public
I'm staying on point like I'm never changing the subject
You care about your honor? Or you only say it to judges?
I'm not playing beloved
I got hunger pains, I got a ache in my stomach
Don't hit me bout a show if you ain't tryna pay me for comin
I gotta be a boss, everyday I be hustling
So I can listen to own music in a Maybach
Folk I don't remember like "I knew that kid from way back"
Dudes trying me because I'm used to being laid back
But I like being in this mood when I create raps
They got me on one, I'm done being the calm one
Stacking up the vault, I got a lot I gotta let out
They wish they had my body of work, like we was in the movie 'Get Out'
Tell 'em if they don't got no bread out
I'm something like a dog in a car, I gotta head out



Credits
Writer(s): Talbert Swan
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