Hate to Be You

Damn, damn, damn, damn Yeah, and I'm fucking on your Sike nah Going down this road you see a lot of niggas fold Thought they was the shit 'till they weakness got exposed Case closed writing statements no code Niggas claim omertà but in truth they told That's a sad situation true colors always show Fiending for attention niggas acting like hoes It's getting old niggas sour like mold They ain't got no principles nothing to uphold Sticking with my gang they ain't never shown me fake Watch out for the snakes they be right up in ya face Tryna partake but they destroy what you create I just keep a rake, gotta keep my grass clean Movements unseen travel like a submarine Always keep 'em guessing It's refreshing, it's a blessing Madness is like gravity, just takes a little push That's the joker, Heath Ledger, performances stay forever Outta this world another planet, Interstellar Fourth dimension shit can't begin to comprehend The extent of my skills doesn't even have an end They tried to apprehend but I will never see the pen Me and C2, man, this ain't nothing new Get a clue like it's 2002, huh Spreading lies but a nigga see through Hating ass, yeah, I'd hate to be you, huh Me and C2, man, this ain't nothing new Get a clue like it's 2002 Spreading lies but a nigga see through Hating ass, yeah, I'd hate to be you Uh, ringleader, Yinyang, Joesmco, and Justin Gotta count my ducks before ya f*ck 'em Chicken talk, I'm the kingpin with that finger lift I'll get the mob to cut off ya wrists with that zip tie This life got no wins just loses on both sides Now ya granny finna cry Too close to the sun my verse too crisp I'll run down with my phone and a joystick Bitch, hit me back! My heart cold, quick! Love got Sol relapsing like a tick When you speak, it's a glitch Love connection weak Dial up AOL shit The benefit of you gone I got my money up Several bands deep collected in the cards Hit the trap card Doom Demenzion gone, damn, shit It's a deep abyss when I spit The bottom of the barrel I was destined to fail No speech classes 'cause they wasn't tryna teach Only bad ass niggas always got the heat Got to trick or treat for staying on green Trapping out the Camry I was driving Mr. Lazy Needed gas bread before I hit the fucking "E" Was Laurel, Maryland out now I'm Route 15 Making sound waves, you niggas just preach I'ma catch it Wait I didn't even know you were recording