Hate It or Love It
Just pay the guy!
Tryna get a card for our parking problem
Get it in blood no I ain't rapping with a opp
Find me them drugs, then I'ma open all shops
Niggas be wishing they me
I'm the trap MVP
And I ain't goin' nowhere, so keep the scale rollin'
Came out the mud the underdog on top
And we gon' spin until we shake a nigga block
We got .223's I don't do that internet beef
And I ain't goin' nowhere, so keep the camera rollin'
Undercover pressure got me clutching on my kid
And he ain't goin' to believe into I pull up in a Benz
Rap nigga cap so I'm sticking to the plan
Shawty want to fuck when she know you got a ban
I showed her a lot of love in return I got hate
I'm running out of clean so I hit 'em with the bait
Rippin' and runnin' but I be ducking from the jace
I couldn't do math but I could weigh a 28
(Uh) jump in the Benz let's take a ride I don't walk
Stuck in my ways lil' mama that's my fault
Lil' 24 get a bag he be vibin'
I just want to win get my people out the violence
Watch me recover I'm getting better on the move
He wanted some money them pink bitches and the blues
Walk out the bank, that nigga pocket on swole
I-95 yeah they be tearing up the road
Came with the heater I'll make a nigga think twice
And tuck your lil' jewelry come out lil' nigga snatch ice
Hoping and wishing I know the opps want me dead
Fuck with my people I tell 'em go and get your head
Tell her I'm coming I never call when I leave
Niggas acting funny in my head what they mean
Puffing out gelato and I'm pissing out the lean
Before I leave the crib I tuck the pole in my jeans, on G
Get it in blood no I ain't rapping with a opp
Find me them drugs, then I'ma open all shops
Niggas be wishing they me
I'm the trap MVP
And I ain't goin' nowhere, so keep the scale rollin'
Came out the mud the underdog on top
And we gon' spin until we shake a nigga block
We got .223's I don't do that internet beef
And I ain't goin' nowhere, so keep the camera rollin'
Please don't love and the dead can't hate
I'ma stack the cheddar put some food on the plate
Never back down, better keep a hundred rounds
Yeah, I see the clown shit won't bring a nigga down
Tryna get a card for our parking problem
Get it in blood no I ain't rapping with a opp
Find me them drugs, then I'ma open all shops
Niggas be wishing they me
I'm the trap MVP
And I ain't goin' nowhere, so keep the scale rollin'
Came out the mud the underdog on top
And we gon' spin until we shake a nigga block
We got .223's I don't do that internet beef
And I ain't goin' nowhere, so keep the camera rollin'
Undercover pressure got me clutching on my kid
And he ain't goin' to believe into I pull up in a Benz
Rap nigga cap so I'm sticking to the plan
Shawty want to fuck when she know you got a ban
I showed her a lot of love in return I got hate
I'm running out of clean so I hit 'em with the bait
Rippin' and runnin' but I be ducking from the jace
I couldn't do math but I could weigh a 28
(Uh) jump in the Benz let's take a ride I don't walk
Stuck in my ways lil' mama that's my fault
Lil' 24 get a bag he be vibin'
I just want to win get my people out the violence
Watch me recover I'm getting better on the move
He wanted some money them pink bitches and the blues
Walk out the bank, that nigga pocket on swole
I-95 yeah they be tearing up the road
Came with the heater I'll make a nigga think twice
And tuck your lil' jewelry come out lil' nigga snatch ice
Hoping and wishing I know the opps want me dead
Fuck with my people I tell 'em go and get your head
Tell her I'm coming I never call when I leave
Niggas acting funny in my head what they mean
Puffing out gelato and I'm pissing out the lean
Before I leave the crib I tuck the pole in my jeans, on G
Get it in blood no I ain't rapping with a opp
Find me them drugs, then I'ma open all shops
Niggas be wishing they me
I'm the trap MVP
And I ain't goin' nowhere, so keep the scale rollin'
Came out the mud the underdog on top
And we gon' spin until we shake a nigga block
We got .223's I don't do that internet beef
And I ain't goin' nowhere, so keep the camera rollin'
Please don't love and the dead can't hate
I'ma stack the cheddar put some food on the plate
Never back down, better keep a hundred rounds
Yeah, I see the clown shit won't bring a nigga down
Credits
Writer(s): Jayceon Taylor, Curtis Jackson, Andre Lyon, Norman Harris, Allan Wayne Felder, Marcello Valenzano, Ronald Baker
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