Why They Hate

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Luh Soldier & J. Gucci - Rap

Why They Hate

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[Chorus: Luh Soldier] I came with the drip, they just mad 'cause I'm up And they mad that I got it, but shit, I can't help it Hate on the fact that they know I'ma blow And my ducks in a row so they callin' me selfish Damn, why they hate, dawg? I don't understand I was chosen for this and I came with a plan In the booth with my dawg and we yellin' out, "Fuck you" You in for the money, let's run up the bands Niggas be jealous, I hope that I catch you 'Cause bitch, I'ma bless you, the end of discussion It ain't no talkin', just know that I'm riding He act like a pimple so I'ma just bust him That's why they hate, bitch, I came from a penny I didn't have a dollar and didn't have a dime That's why they hate, 'cause I just can't relate, bitch I ran up this shit in a matter of time, for real [Verse 1: Luh Soldier] I want a Wraith with the stars in the ceiling Until I'm like fuck it, let's trap out a Nissan I want a bitch thicker than thick And she gotta be gangster, she can't be a peon Damn, how the fuck could that happen? I bust that bitch down like I just bought a Patek I want me a spot in the mountain I came from the bottom and slept on the padding Bitch, I came straight out the 'Ham Ain't no love in my city, we still in the 'jects I want me a motherfuckin' Bentley So I can pull up while I'm countin' a check, yeah Bitch, I been doin' this shit Bitch, I been in the trap movin' shit out the door I want me a motherfuckin' plane 'cause I'm floodin' the city with nothin' but dope Ridin', ridin' with choppers and pistols I don't give a fuck, yeah, I'm with it, no cap I want me an F to the end But I got an SK and that bitch got a clap Why hate on the motherfuckin' youngin? These niggas ain't gettin' no money I know that they hate but I spotted the fake When I shoot, I'ma take off and punk you, yeah [Chorus: Luh Soldier] I came with the drip, they just mad 'cause I'm up And they mad that I got it, but shit, I can't help it Hate on the fact that they know I'ma blow And my ducks in a row so they callin' me selfish Damn, why they hate, dawg? I don't understand I was chosen for this and I came with a plan In the booth with my dawg and we yellin' out, "Fuck you" You in for the money, let's run up the bands Niggas be jealous, I hope that I catch you 'Cause bitch, I'ma bless you, the end of discussion It ain't no talkin', just know that I'm riding He act like a pimple so I'ma just bust him That's why they hate, bitch, I came from a penny I didn't have a dollar and didn't have a dime That's why they hate, 'cause I just can't relate, bitch I ran up this shit in a matter of time, for real [Verse 2: J. Gucci] 23, Jumpman, I'm ballin' on niggas, I'm jumpin' all over they head Fuck the opposition, we want the smoke, we leavin' they ass for dead You say you want beef but you scared You say how you livin', you ain't gotta play it Askin' me who got the courage I keep a thirty on me like I'm Curry Pull up on me, nigga? Who? Fuck it, this stick in the booth, yeah Shoot at them niggas and you, yeah Bullets burn, that's the truth, yeah I'm on the road, I need a load Shoot in my back, man, call 'em scoliosis Don't know what they on, get a nigga gone Slime hand me the chopper, on the back it fold Most of these niggas ain't cool with these niggas Say you get money, ain't new to me, nigga Teachin' these niggas, I'm schoolin' these niggas I cropped him out, now the picture gettin' bigger Most of these niggas just wasn't official Know they was leechin' on me like some bitches Run up a check, now I'm seein' them digits Ain't playin' fair, I'ma catch it, you send it [Chorus: Luh Soldier] I came with the drip, they just mad 'cause I'm up And they mad that I got it, but shit, I can't help it Hate on the fact that they know I'ma blow And my ducks in a row so they callin' me selfish Damn, why they hate, dawg? I don't understand I was chosen for this and I came with a plan In the booth with my dawg and we yellin' out, "Fuck you" You in for the money, let's run up the bands Niggas be jealous, I hope that I catch you 'Cause bitch, I'ma bless you, the end of discussion It ain't no talkin', just know that I'm riding He act like a pimple so I'ma just bust him That's why they hate, bitch, I came from a penny I didn't have a dollar and didn't have a dime That's why they hate, 'cause I just can't relate, bitch I ran up this shit in a matter of time, for real

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Credits

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  • Luh Soldier
  • J. Gucci