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c.m.l. - hatin on me lyrics

i had to cut them n+ggas off, they was hating on me
they was s’posed to be my dogs, they was hating on me
they was plotting on my fall, they was hating on me
we done been through it all, but they was hating on me

[verse 1]
why you throwing up the clique, but n+ggas plotting on me?
i ain’t worried ’bout sh+t, i keep a choppa on me
n+ggas ‘posed to be my brothers, but they hating on me
please don’t run up on this load, i keep a kata on me
pillow talking to these b+tches, why you speaking on me?
i ain’t never been a sucka, why you sleeping on me?
n+ggas acting like the feds, might send ’em people on me
i’m a cold hearted n+gga, i keep a heater on me
n+ggas shot me in my car, they put a nina on me
i ain’t giving out no pass, i got demons on me
every time i turn around, somebody’s screaming on me
when we was broke up in them trenches, they was leaning on me

[chorus]
i had to cut them n+ggas off, they was hating on me
they was s’posed to be my dogs, they was hating on me
they was plotting on my fall, they was hating on me
we done been through it all, but they was hating on me
i had to cut them n+ggas off, they was hating on me
they was s’posed to be my dogs, they was hating on me
they was plotting on my fall, they was hating on me
we done been through it all, but they was hating on me

[verse 2]
i had to cut them n+ggas off because i knew them boys was fakes
and i go ’em out to wishing, you know god don’t make mistakes
rather eat around some strangers, then be full around some snakes
tired of n+ggas sitting around me, counting the money that i make
you was ‘posed to be my brother, but you never had my back
speaking on me to these b+tches, how you do that with a rat?
i went broke, ’cause i was helping n+ggas who stabbed me in my back
you was hating, i was rapping, trying to get a platinum plaque
only time these n+ggas love you, when you turn on some stacks
we was on a shopping spree, b+tch i was tearing off them racks
how the f+ck you always broken boy, you live up in a trap
every time i put a n+gga on, they f+cking off a pack
can’t talk business with these n+ggas, they don’t know about the grind
they don’t think about the hustle, all they want to do is shine
they don’t want to get it with me, they just looking at what’s mine
n+ggas rats, they’ll take the stand before they take some time

- c m l lyrics

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