(Pipe that shit up TNT)
Said, if I told you all my pain, please don't ever leave my side
Said, I was goin' through it, I had thoughts of suicide
And I been praying lately, praying God that I survive
And I been praying lately, all my niggas stay alive
God damn, aye why you flexin' hard?
Free my niggas out that jam
Aye, all these bullets hot, you gon' need a f*ckin' fan
They want me to change, bitch I know just who I am
Aye, I do this for my momma, do this for my f*ckin' fam
Aye, I'm just tryna' tell my momma that we f*ckin' made it
Aye, I'm just tryna' stunt on every nigga that done hated
Aye, only time I'm happy is when I'm motherf*cking faded
I don't care what you call me, you can't call me f*ckin' lazy
I'm just tryna' give a 100k just to my baby
Aye, when I drop this tape, yeah the streets gon' go crazy
Aye, yeah they know my name, yeah they know I'm ClayCo Baby
Aye, they askin' for a feature, but they used to f*ckin' hate me
Aye, how that work lil' nigga?
You all up in my line, talkin' 'bout "Lets work lil' nigga"
And I ain't doin' this shit free, unless there's perks lil' nigga yeah
And I ain't talkin' bout the pill, you pussy niggas killed my nigga
Said, you ain't really real, my nigga
Said, why you had to squeal? My nigga
And all about my niggas, I'ma blow about that trigga'
Said, if I told you all my pain, please don't ever leave my side
Said, I was goin' through it, I had thoughts of suicide
And I been praying lately, praying God that I survive
And I been praying lately, all my niggas stay alive
God damn, aye why you flexin' hard?
Free my niggas out that jam
Aye, all these bullets hot, you gon' need a f*ckin' fan
They want me to change, bitch I know just who I am
Aye, I do this for my momma, do this for my f*ckin' fam
ClayCo Baby - Hated Me Lyrics
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(Pipe that shit up TNT)
Said, if I told you all my pain, please don't ever leave my side
Said, I was goin' through it, I had thoughts of suicide
And I been praying lately, praying God that I survive
And I been praying lately, all my niggas stay alive
God damn, aye why you flexin' hard?
Free my niggas out that jam
Aye, all these bullets hot, you gon' need a f*ckin' fan
They want me to change, bitch I know just who I am
Aye, I do this for my momma, do this for my f*ckin' fam
Aye, I'm just tryna' tell my momma that we f*ckin' made it
Aye, I'm just tryna' stunt on every nigga that done hated
Aye, only time I'm happy is when I'm motherf*cking faded
I don't care what you call me, you can't call me f*ckin' lazy
I'm just tryna' give a 100k just to my baby
Aye, when I drop this tape, yeah the streets gon' go crazy
Aye, yeah they know my name, yeah they know I'm ClayCo Baby
Aye, they askin' for a feature, but they used to f*ckin' hate me
Aye, how that work lil' nigga?
You all up in my line, talkin' 'bout "Lets work lil' nigga"
And I ain't doin' this shit free, unless there's perks lil' nigga yeah
And I ain't talkin' bout the pill, you pussy niggas killed my nigga
Said, you ain't really real, my nigga
Said, why you had to squeal? My nigga
And all about my niggas, I'ma blow about that trigga'
Said, if I told you all my pain, please don't ever leave my side
Said, I was goin' through it, I had thoughts of suicide
And I been praying lately, praying God that I survive
And I been praying lately, all my niggas stay alive
God damn, aye why you flexin' hard?
Free my niggas out that jam
Aye, all these bullets hot, you gon' need a f*ckin' fan
They want me to change, bitch I know just who I am
Aye, I do this for my momma, do this for my f*ckin' fam
Said, if I told you all my pain, please don't ever leave my side
Said, I was goin' through it, I had thoughts of suicide
And I been praying lately, praying God that I survive
And I been praying lately, all my niggas stay alive
God damn, aye why you flexin' hard?
Free my niggas out that jam
Aye, all these bullets hot, you gon' need a f*ckin' fan
They want me to change, bitch I know just who I am
Aye, I do this for my momma, do this for my f*ckin' fam
Aye, I'm just tryna' tell my momma that we f*ckin' made it
Aye, I'm just tryna' stunt on every nigga that done hated
Aye, only time I'm happy is when I'm motherf*cking faded
I don't care what you call me, you can't call me f*ckin' lazy
I'm just tryna' give a 100k just to my baby
Aye, when I drop this tape, yeah the streets gon' go crazy
Aye, yeah they know my name, yeah they know I'm ClayCo Baby
Aye, they askin' for a feature, but they used to f*ckin' hate me
Aye, how that work lil' nigga?
You all up in my line, talkin' 'bout "Lets work lil' nigga"
And I ain't doin' this shit free, unless there's perks lil' nigga yeah
And I ain't talkin' bout the pill, you pussy niggas killed my nigga
Said, you ain't really real, my nigga
Said, why you had to squeal? My nigga
And all about my niggas, I'ma blow about that trigga'
Said, if I told you all my pain, please don't ever leave my side
Said, I was goin' through it, I had thoughts of suicide
And I been praying lately, praying God that I survive
And I been praying lately, all my niggas stay alive
God damn, aye why you flexin' hard?
Free my niggas out that jam
Aye, all these bullets hot, you gon' need a f*ckin' fan
They want me to change, bitch I know just who I am
Aye, I do this for my momma, do this for my f*ckin' fam
Writer: Zachary Tran
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