Hate, it's in their heads it's in their hearts
Can't take seeing another f*cker taking off
They wait for you to slip try and take your place
Can't make nothing that's hot they gotta play their part
They scrape up what we left yeah while we paper chasing
We straight making it raw while you say your cause
It just ain't really your taste man you must be fake
How you hate on something great? You a f*cking fraud
Man you gone off all that bullshit up inside your jaw
Keep it closed, started with them hating hoes inside the yard
Told me shave my unibrow I'd rather shave my balls
Nah, f*ckers always talking never taking charge
I wanted this shit sense like 7th grade and that's on God
You couldn't do it then so rating me became your job
Everyday I go in, every single day I go in
Just today woke in the rain and came to lay this song
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Hate, it's in their heads it's in their hearts
Can't take seeing another f*cker taking off
They wait for you to slip try and take your place
Can't make nothing that's hot they gotta play their part
They scrape up what we left yeah while we paper chasing
We straight making it raw while you say your cause
It just ain't really your taste man you must be fake
How you hate on something great? You a f*cking fraud
Man you gone off all that bullshit up inside your jaw
Keep it closed, started with them hating hoes inside the yard
Told me shave my unibrow I'd rather shave my balls
Nah, f*ckers always talking never taking charge
I wanted this shit sense like 7th grade and that's on God
You couldn't do it then so rating me became your job
Everyday I go in, every single day I go in
Just today woke in the rain and came to lay this song
Can't take seeing another f*cker taking off
They wait for you to slip try and take your place
Can't make nothing that's hot they gotta play their part
They scrape up what we left yeah while we paper chasing
We straight making it raw while you say your cause
It just ain't really your taste man you must be fake
How you hate on something great? You a f*cking fraud
Man you gone off all that bullshit up inside your jaw
Keep it closed, started with them hating hoes inside the yard
Told me shave my unibrow I'd rather shave my balls
Nah, f*ckers always talking never taking charge
I wanted this shit sense like 7th grade and that's on God
You couldn't do it then so rating me became your job
Everyday I go in, every single day I go in
Just today woke in the rain and came to lay this song
Writer: JOSUE MORALES
Copyright: Lyrics © ADARGA PUBLISHING, O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © ADARGA PUBLISHING, O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC