Full of Hate

Lyrics

[Chorus: Lil Tray] The streets full of hate, I gotta watch my own back I keep it on my hip, play, you get your dome cracked She looking at my diamonds, let me pull that [?] back I've been in and out of state, I'm with my niggas in the scat And if my niggas ke something, you can't get it back Brother, he [?] something, turn you into ash It ain't no turning back, when you see that lil flash It was crazy when I see my niggas change for lil cash [Verse 1: Lil Tray] That's why I'm with the same niggas Cut them off, we ain't fucking with no lame niggas I want the bag, I don't care about that fame, nigga It's Funk Or Die, I got it gleeming on my chain, nigga If you ain't sliding for your mans, then I can't hang with ya 'Cause that mean you ain't gon' slide for me Back in middle school, I used to keep a 9 with me Now I'm riding foreign, got the Glock 45 with me Them niggas cap, talking 'bout how they gon' slidе on me Beat they load up, thеy slide down, I ain't worried 'bout it Got a fully on the Glock with a 30 added Run into the crib, beat the safe, we gotta hurry at it Was hard times growing up, in and out of housing Niggas ain't gon' slide, they on the 'Gram, they just talk about it Got a hundred on the chop, shooting rockets out it Hand my lil ghetto bitch some Henny, told that bitch to down it I see the opps and I'm squeezing, ain't no way around it [Chorus: Lil Tray] The streets full of hate, I gotta watch my own back I keep it on my hip, play, you get your dome cracked She looking at my diamonds, let me pull that [?] back I've been in and out of state, I'm with my niggas in the scat And if my niggas ke something, you can't get it back Brother, he [?] something, turn you into ash It ain't no turning back, when you see that lil flash It was crazy when I see my niggas change for lil cash [Verse 2: Philthy Rich] Look 59 [?] 500 on my neck and wrist How you say you looking for me? Bitch, I'm in the bricks Real money man, from the top of the block Migrated to the 6 when it got hot 9 times out of 10, I gotta keep it on me Funk Or Die [?] money, [?] [?] keep it a hundred, so I gave him 1 Broke nigga sneak dissing, never made him 1 If you ain't know Lil Tray, he the problem child Nigga, this a dirty game, you better [?] Me and [?] shopping up at [?] For all them broke niggas hating, I'ma ball harder It's Philthy [Chorus: Lil Tray] The streets full of hate, I gotta watch my own back I keep it on my hip, play, you get your dome cracked She looking at my diamonds, let me pull that [?] back I've been in and out of state, I'm with my niggas in the scat And if my niggas ke something, you can't get it back Brother, he [?] something, turn you into ash It ain't no turning back, when you see that lil flash It was crazy when I see my niggas change for lil cash