Hate Me (Explicit)

Shouldn't be drinkin' on lean I'm already half-dead
Give a **** I'm a gangster I'm thuggin'
I'm thuggin' brrt frrt frrt
Yeah yeah
Huh come on
Us
Huh huh huh yeah yeah yeah
Brrt
Come on huh huh
Wedding Cake in my blunt with no bride yet
If I face me another I'll die here
I'm just prayin' I make it till Friday
Either way I'ma die with my pride
Fell in love with the Cullinan
Parked out front ***** wait till you see the garage
I done made me a promise I'll fight back once this time
I'ma leave it to God
On God I ain't play 'bout nothin' once
When it's game time jump in clutch
First thing in the mornin' blunt
First thing in the mornin' I jump off the porch
And head straight to the Porsche get to drivin' like somebody chasin'
Rock it 'cause I couldn't afford it my pockets enormous every time
That I walk I'm chafin'
You don't know how to ball you lazy
You ignorin' my calls **** crazy
One time for the h*es I'm savin'
One time for the h*es that hate me
Two times for the h*es that hate me
Three times for the h*es that hate me
Three-five in the blunt I'm spacin'
Four doors on the Rolls **** spacious
I don't know if it's uh
I don't know if it's smart I stay here
I don't know if I want that Maybach
I don't know if I'll find my way back
I ain't never gon' buy my way in
I ain't never gon' bow to no man
I don't care who the **** you came with
I don't care what the **** your name is huh
What
My Chrome unfindable
Like I did me a hit and I threw it away
Pop out that ***** and hit him in his fa uh-huh
We open up doors in the summer
I took the roof off of the Hummer
I snuck in that ***** with a llama
I'm sneakin' outside like Osama
Know I'm richer than your favorite rapper
If I'm not then God kill my mama huh
Biggest house on the street
We the first Blacks here like Obama
Okay let's see that thunder
On the plane we took the *** under
And my ***** a*s dumb like Yolanda
I'ma pick the drank up from Lafawnduh
Fah-fah-fah-fah yeah **** 'em
I be twistin' my fingers I bang
And Concrete the gang
Same nigga just rich I ain't change
Same nigga I'm totin' that flame
Huh
I'm the same old kid but I gotta grow up
Now I'm a grown-up now
I've been havin' some long-a*s nights one more long-a*s flight 'fore
I'm right there next to you huh damn
Driver move up my legs need room huh huh damn huh
I really could call this backseat home
Brrt
I know all of my ex-hoes miss me
I was driftin' poured a whole sixteen
I'm gon' clutch it I don't do no wrestling
And my mouth diamonds look like a cuff link
Put my ***** in all DG free B.G.
We on TV I'm makin' a mo
We on TV I'm makin' a movie
Durag on my head it's The Boonies
**** whoopin' his a*s he gon' sue me
I'll **** it up fast then re-up
Sip drank like I don't wanna be up
When we catch you don't call for Jesus