Love To Hate

Lyrics

[Intro] (Helluva made this beat, baby) [Chorus: Toohda Band$ & Philthy Rich] Ayy, they love'll turn to hate Vision gettin' blurry while I'm drivin', I just poured an eight Crazy how they speakin' down on me when I flood the face Niggas havin' problems with they pocket, he can't flood the safe Yeah, nigga, we all steppers We hit Miami any season, we in all weathers Bitches laughin' at you like a clown, get that shit together (Ayy, it's Philthy, nigga) Ex bitch asked me how I'm doin', I said, "I'm doin' better" (Ah, look) [Verse 1: Philthy Rich] Bought Toohda six chains and two watches from six-deucе I'm big 59, but my ID say I'm six-two I feel like Honeycomb, biggest snitch donе said he got money on me No, I'm lyin', that broke-ass nigga can't put no money on me Took a couple backends, bought everybody Rollies They ain't know me back then, now everybody know me My baby mamas happy that they baby daddy rich I know your baby mama pissed her baby dad ain't shit Skinny rap way better than any nigga hatin' My bitch'll out-trap any bitch you got, no debatin' The king of the city, so them niggas sneak dissin' But any time I drop a tape, them niggas sneak listen It's Philthy [Chorus: Toohda Band$] Ayy, they love'll turn to hate Vision gettin' blurry while I'm drivin', I just poured an eight Crazy how they speakin' down on me when I flood the face Niggas havin' problems with they pocket, he can't flood the safe Yeah, nigga, we all steppers We hit Miami any season, we in all weathers Bitches laughin' at you like a clown, get that shit together Ex bitch asked me how I'm doin', I said, "I'm doin' better" [Verse 2: Toohda Band$] Yeah, better without you, ho I been roadrunnin', chasin' paper, sendin' out them 'bows Stackin' up my paper for a case, I'm tryna dodge them folks Bro just came home and bought fully while he on parole Mama, I'ma do a hundred years before they take my soul Lil' nappy nigga down in Memphis, I'm the one who drove Used to thug it out in Nike Techs, I'm in expensive clothes Better watch the way you drive down 'cause we'll beat that load I can't shake that nigga hand because he broke the code Nigga, how the fuck you in the streets and you don't got no pole? I'd do this shit by myself before I sell my soul A nigga disrespect my dead, we gotta get him gone [Chorus: Toohda Band$] Phew, they love'll turn to hate Vision gettin' blurry while I'm drivin', I just poured an eight Crazy how they speakin' down on me when I flood the face Niggas havin' problems with they pocket, he can't flood the safe Yeah, nigga, we all steppers We hit Miami any season, we in all weathers Bitches laughin' at you like a clown, get that shit together Ex bitch asked me how I'm doin', I said, "I'm doin' better" [Verse 3: Skinny T] Ayy, ayy I used to wanna ball, I had hoop dreams I made it in the streets, hell nah, I ain't make it to the league I like my weed like I like my bitch, I want exotic P's She just wanna give me her whole heart, I want a hundred G's Still collectin' on the blade, nigga, I need a hundred fees Me and Toohda lookin' like a lick, at least a hundred G's You could never say I ain't from that spot, I used to run them streets That nigga ain't no real killer, he still shoot at feets Ten thousand on me, I'm in your hood buyin' a white tee I be shit talkin', I popped a nigga, he tried to fight me Two bitches kissin' on each other like they don't like me I had to go and cut that nigga off, he tried to snipe me [Chorus: Toohda Band$] Phew, they love'll turn to hate Vision gettin' blurry while I'm drivin', I just poured an eight Crazy how they speakin' down on me when I flood the face Niggas havin' problems with they pocket, he can't flood the safe Yeah, nigga, we all steppers We hit Miami any season, we in all weathers Bitches laughin' at you like a clown, get that shit together Ex bitch asked me how I'm doin', I said, "I'm doin' better"