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Hatred
by Biggieily
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Hatred in they eyes
Twin I know she bad but that's a demon in disguaise
She sayin what you wanna hear I promise those are lies
I would never lie to you just look me in my eyes
Too much drugs i'm doin got me counting my demise
I'ma make it one day and it won't be no surprise
Lord, I know you hear me and I know you see my cries
Penthouse, bad bitch, that is not the prize
Four mansions by each other and I'm with the guys
Off the drugs, shot the devil, hoping that he dies
Haters here, haters there, swat em like some flies
High as fuck, yeah, I hit the blunt a couple times
The Glock is on my hip and yeah, we shoot between the lines
Nigga think it's sweet, but nah, it's sour like some limes
And that girl, she pretty, yeah, she look just like a dime
Police trying to get me, but I ain't commit a crime, yeah
Blanket over me, I'm rapping though
In my room, I'm making heat, fuck a studio
Hispanic bitch, I'm fucking hard, she screaming Julio
Every day I'm going hard, free Rio
I never met him, but he still feel like my Tío
I'm spazzin on the beat, trying to make a living
I'm taking all this shit, I'm way too tired of giving
Call it what you want, I don't care, I'm the villain
As long as I can sit back, smoke some weed, you know I'm chilling
Biggie, try the shrooms, nigga, don't tempt me, know, I'm willing
The trip was kinda crazy, psychedelics had me tripping
I just got me some Z's, I can't lie been up for days
Too much drugs I'm doing, had my memory in a haze
What if I can't stop? What if this is not a phase
Chasing all these highs, trying to find a brand new crave
31 bullets in a clip, I feel like Shai
Sometimes I s-stutter like my name Bobby Boucher
Talking all that shit, but what the fuck did you just say
Hop out with that drum and it's attached to the K, nigga
Gone
Hatred in they eyes
Twin I know she bad but that's a demon in disguaise
She sayin what you wanna hear I promise those are lies
I would never lie to you just look me in my eyes
Too much drugs i'm doin got me counting my demise
I'ma make it one day and it won't be no surprise
Lord, I know you hear me and I know you see my cries
Penthouse, bad bitch, that is not the prize
Four mansions by each other and I'm with the guys
Off the drugs, shot the devil, hoping that he dies
Haters here, haters there, swat em like some flies
High as fuck, yeah, I hit the blunt a couple times
The Glock is on my hip and yeah, we shoot between the lines
Nigga think it's sweet, but nah, it's sour like some limes
And that girl, she pretty, yeah, she look just like a dime
Police trying to get me, but I ain't commit a crime, yeah
Blanket over me, I'm rapping though
In my room, I'm making heat, fuck a studio
Hispanic bitch, I'm fucking hard, she screaming Julio
Every day I'm going hard, free Rio
I never met him, but he still feel like my Tío
I'm spazzin on the beat, trying to make a living
I'm taking all this shit, I'm way too tired of giving
Call it what you want, I don't care, I'm the villain
As long as I can sit back, smoke some weed, you know I'm chilling
Biggie, try the shrooms, nigga, don't tempt me, know, I'm willing
The trip was kinda crazy, psychedelics had me tripping
I just got me some Z's, I can't lie been up for days
Too much drugs I'm doing, had my memory in a haze
What if I can't stop? What if this is not a phase
Chasing all these highs, trying to find a brand new crave
31 bullets in a clip, I feel like Shai
Sometimes I s-stutter like my name Bobby Boucher
Talking all that shit, but what the fuck did you just say
Hop out with that drum and it's attached to the K, nigga
Gone
