Spread Love
Hugh Bram
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I don't think they like me But f*ck it, Ima keep counting this money I don't think they like me They rather go blind than see me stunting I don't think they like me I don't got friends, it's just me and my brothers I don't think they like me I don't got friends, it's just me and my brothers Aye, go get your surfboard All these niggas know is how to ride waves Aye, just be yourself dawg Cuz my image can't be copied or saved My niggas riding around with sticks, we share em like Chick-O's They like, "Damn Dave, you popping up with cash" I tell em I'm going up like a GTA cheat code Had a good girl, turned her to a freak hoe Had to cross off one of my migo Young nigga with Heat, villain no Herro Englewood baby, ballin' like Derrick Rose Moved to Champaign feeling like The Fresh Prince She told me to wait but I start, no bench In the Club, Antisocial In my zone then I f*ck her and her friend I think these niggas don't like me I let em off the hook like I don't f*ck with fish I'm with Dede riding to some Thugga shit CJ and Ky in the back tucked with blicks Really I'm just tryna spread love and shit Get my family rich, like f*ck the bricks Have a Queen to love, give me hug and shit Envy in the air, have the haters piss I don't think they like me But f*ck it, Ima keep counting this money I don't think they like me They rather go blind than see me stunting I don't think they like me I don't got friends, it's just me and my brothers I don't think they like me I don't got friends, it's just me and my brothers I'm working hard, I hope my dreams come true We're all grown so I can't blame you It's an evil world, people dying left and right They don't know they left and right, right or wrongs Everybody influenced by drill songs I told Kaidyn to stay out the way, stack that money, and them hoes gon' come along Fray said,"niggas gon hate, just let em hate. If they change then let them change" In the hood, we don't get trophies, we just buy land and chains When you're on top, what they gon' say? Why would you quit now? You came too far just to sit down If you're balling then you better stay inbound Yeah, his bitch in the stands rooting for me calling me, "Boo!" I told her, "I can't lean on you, I need my own cup of deuce" Yeah, my flow P.R.S. like Bari brand These niggas Bishop on Juice Yeah, rule number one is stack that paper Rule number two is never wait up Rule number three is alley-oop I know how Ray Charles felt I was blind to the hate, they put me on a cross They wanna see me get nailed like Jesus When I'm in your presence, it's Holy Envy in the air, have the haters piss Really I'm just tryna spread love and shit Had a good girl, turned her to a freak hoe
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