Search results for 'hate my swag by project pat' Page #109

sell my self for 
No contract
Im so far out 
That the hate wont make contact
Built up like rambo 
We ready for combat
Back down
We up now
Touchdown
I

Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in

a full clip
The hate is more real in my city, keep one in the chamber, that's something I can't forget
Swamptown nigga savage, wolf gang on the same shit
I

the corner we split like a pie
talking bout jakes
The red and blue lights
My red it stack tall not afraid of no heights
Driving by myself better turn

She pop pills all month
She do Xans all week
Yeah she love the stuff
I'm on a whole other notha level
They wanna steal my swag, steal my wag, you can't

love the taste, hate it served off the can
Ayy, burning in and out the can
Uh, got his daughter by the hand

Ayy, thinkin' I could be a dad
I can never

been gettin cakey now the money taste sweet 
like pastry they hate me ( back at you)
now tell me how it look
would you rather live life like me or by

cool kiddadope
All dah coolest kid on swag
Drip drip drip 
Swagger nigger
Slit on my wrist
Nigger poppin 
Came for them hater
Still cooking 4 plates
Some

chest
Send you high you a hero

Niggas stole my whole swag so I switched up the steelo
All you hoes is some weirdos
Some bops and some freak hoes
You fuck

Yeah
Immina snap, this is way bigger than rap
I got no cap, pockets are fat, making the map
Don't ever think that my life is an act
Don't ever hate

alive
Sick of workin that 9-5
Yeah it's grabbing at my throat got my brain deprived
Sick of working that 9-5
Gotta sacrifice my life just to barely get by

on skippin' the page
I been livin' word by word now
You said you've read my freakin' face
That's why I hate all of you suckers
Addressin' me of as somethin'
I

ya heart in tact, would never disrespect, in fact
The lame who put his hands on Pat is gone, but we won't speak on that
Pistol on my side, best believe

I was your nigga ride or die riding down right by your side	
Them hoes can hate & contemplate but they had real bragging rights
Don't hit me up after

don’t settle for less
I’m surrounded by the people that’s doing it best and they doubted my homies I’m proud of my homies

Check it,
Can Griff he sicker

Revelationz

Yukmouth

Thugged Out: The Albulation

1998

juss
got to sky the fuck up out these projects
I left behind my moms an sisters so relentless
never thought they'd get evicted an be sleepin on benches

It's early exactly you copy, I paste it amazing you brave but your fate it is gone I'm the Dawn, I go hard when I'm on, finalize on my projects keep

fucking up the town
Smoking loud by the pound, you can keep your ounce
Cause we straight, my nigga, swag on straight bait, my nigga
Pulling hoes all across

the projects
All the way to private jets
I'm just gettin' my feet wet
I ain't even eat yet
I seperated myself from all of the hate
Told Jimmy Iovine "This is all

worms in beaks
I'm turning for my peeps
A few murdered at least
Heart that's so heavy embodied by a circle of me
It's not fair but here we are needing

Haters finna hate, but really
No they ain't got shit to say now what up
Ayo, fuck the tomfoolery
My success is not measured in jewelry
When it comes

the opposite

Yea
I swear that i could see this like a premonition
Whats my vision, Envisioned myself a better living
They say what's written by fate is

worry its okay to cry
If you need a hug I'm by ya side
And push the box they try to fit us inside, ideeeee

You can never ever tell me, how to care of my

cuz you never won
My girl call me daddy but bitch you my son
And I'm not gon' stop rappin cuz I'm never done
You can go hate, and you can go bait 
But