ihatejulian jealousy envy hate (feat. starling) şarkı sözleri

Jealousy... Envy... Hate Jealousy... Envy... Hate Jealousy... Envy... Hate Jealousy... Envy... Hate Jealousy... Envy... Hate Jealousy... Envy... Hate Niggas is mad, we cant relate Niggas is mad, nigga we straight Niggas is mad, give it a break Niggas Is mad, its all in they face Its all in they face Niggas cant hide that shit You can see the hate from a mile away I run my city, run my business And I run 3 miles a day These niggas cant keep up Watching our moves, they peep us Copy our moves, thats weak stuff No secret they wanna be us Lil bro, You niggas is Lil bro’s Im on the strip wit a lil hoe Yea i came up need a lil mo No Gucci on, im a G G G Had money before P P P Total it up cant you See See See Big Baller, no B B B I should just go in ya shit The gun in trunk, I go in the whip We ending this shit Aint sending no hits We do it ourselves Dont need no assist Dont need the publicity This shit will get settled I dropped my first tape And Im hot as a kettle Your Roley is fake I looked at the bezzle Im pullin the strings, I think Im Gepetto Im in first place, I need me a medal Aint no slowin down, my foot on the petal My foot on they necks, aint lettin em breathe Aint showin no mercy, Im keepin the lead Keepin it player, im keepin it G Chizz got a 40, we keepin the peace She play wit herself when she thinking of me And she play wit herself when she listen to me Jealousy... Envy... Hate Jealousy... Envy... Hate Niggas is mad, we cant relate Niggas is mad, nigga we straight Niggas is mad, give it a break Niggas Is mad, its all in they face Jealousy... Envy... Hate Jealousy... Envy... Hate Niggas is mad, we cant relate Niggas is mad, nigga we straight Niggas is mad, give it a break Niggas Is mad, its all in they face Niggas be jealous I swear I can tell it We makin hit records but grew up wit felons l bless em wit verses I feel like a reverend No I ain’t Rza, get money’s the method We sharin these bitches like we be investing Been on a diet get nothin but lettuce I’m up’n the score like I’m fixin my credit I’m up’n this shit if I feel disrespected The one that they Envy, no Charlamagne I ain’t never change, get a lot of change Only up from here we on another plane I just get the green like it’s Notre Dame I be posted up wit the shooters She like when I go in deep don’t need a ruler Drivin’ to the cash like it’s Uber Wrong one to double cross hallelujah They pray on my downfall we ain’t playin Like it’s Windex get to sprayin, we makin it clear Like a jump ball this shit up in the air Candy man say my name and I appear Pop up on niggas they know how it go Came from the bottom we slept on floor Now niggas gettin paid off the flow Straight off the plane then we back on the road, nigga Jealousy... Envy... Hate
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