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j.redd - hate me lyrics

[intro]
do it till they love ya f-ck it let em hate me n-gga dont pay my biils n-gga do put no money in my motherf-king pocket b-tch
f-ck you thought this was n-gga, j.redd baby yeah ay

[hook]
do it till they love ya
f-ck it let em hate me
money coming in i been stacking lately
faced a blunt of strong highly medicated f-cking up my kidneys victim of the drinking
in the corner rolling geeking b-tch im faded
hold on hold on hold on out my body baby n-ggas getting salty bout the sh-t im thinking know they probably know it still gotta say it
do it till they love ya f-ck it let em hate me
f-ck it let them hate me hate me hate me yeah do it till they love ya f-ck it let em hate me f-ck it let em hate me
look here

[verse]
do it till they love ya
f-ck it let em hate me
redd bending corners in a grey mercedez
i ain’t riding solo in here wit my n-gga
on them 22 inch b-tch getters
heard ya got a problem n-gga we can solve em ain’t no sneakin on me i already saw ya
shooter got the rifle aiming at ya noggin
make the wrong move and he peeling it off ya cell phone on vibrate in my pants pocket
n-ggas tongue wrestling i dont do the talking
if it ain’t bout the money dont get involved with it
p-ssies run and tell brining the law it
making statements telling everything that they saw
get online and become somone they know they not
keep it true to your self and just stop the sh-t claiming that you real knowing you counterfeit switched up my flow now they look at me different
stay true to myself never change up my image they
say that they rappers but more like a gimmick career started yesterday tomorrow ending
get on a track talking sh-t that you won’t do
i figured it out yous a loser
n-ggas dont knuckle up fight like they used to toat that little pistol but you ain’t no shooter

[verse]
cbmg printed all on my sweater
started from nothing now we a lilttle better
as a younging fell in love wit that cheddar
when i turnt 20 started clutching a pistol
if i go broke enough turn to a k!ller
might be off subject i got in my feelings
thats what happen when that drink in my system
still working hard i want a million
stand on my own give a f-ck bout thses n-ggas hate all they want ima f-ck on they b-tches
get a little head
suck on them t-tties
big about respect i gotta get it
been about a check i gotta get it
looking for the drink i wanna sip it
looking for strong i wanna hit it
she say im a god she know im that n-gga switched up my flow now they look at me different
stay true to myself never change up my image they say that they rappers but more like a gimmick
career started yesterday tomorrow ending
get on a track talking sh-t that you won’t do
i figured it out yous a loser
n-ggas dont knuckle up fight like they used to toat that little pistol but you ain’t no shooter

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