Hate On Me

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[Intro] (Julian Currier) (Oliver) Hate when niggas try to tell you what to do like you ain't been doin' this shit, man The fuck up? I know what I'm doin' Baby drive me crazy like a SRT I be really wonderin' why the hell they hate on— Why the hell they hate on me Why the hell they— [Verse] Baby drive me crazy like a SRT I be really wonderin' why the hell they hate on me We too different, I be places you can nevеr be Stay on that side of the grass if you gon' go and see Niggas out hеre broke and starvin', must don't wanna eat Finna head down to the south, I'm tryna feel the heat Who can fuck with us? Mm, let me think All I think about is money, might just need a shrink Master P, she look like a Kardashian Fucked up, only time she call is when she mad at him I won't judge you, I'll leave that to God Baby ain't never even drove but she be down to ride Fuckin' up the chemistry, you let your team down I be trapped in my bag in the meanwhile She made me cum off the dome like a freestyle Let my mans ballin', waitin' on the rebound Everybody play a part, from the staff to the boss Really came a long way from goin' half on the sauce I remember when they used to laugh, man, who would've thought? Now they sick 'cause they was talkin' down and really throwin' salt Ain't no competition, I swear it ain't no comparison Wouldn't fuck you, let alone cuff you, that's embarassin Shooters pull up to your front door like they Caroline Ridin' with a foreign, no, my bitches not American Play your cards right, you never know just what the deck hold You can go to sleep and wake up to her 'cause she that cold Livin' in the cold world, what happened to the broke ho? I be workin' like Rihanna, nigga, you a no show Eatin' good as hell, steak and garlic, mashed potatoes Man, I been peeped from your vibes you a hater If she cannot cookin', ain't no point to even date her She get sad everytime I say, "I'll see you later" Fell down, got up, but ain't nobody help me, though Tried to leave me out here lookin' just like Romeo Still got that paper on me just like a portfolio TrDee be preachin' facts but they don't hear me, though I be really wonderin' why the hell they hate on me (Oliver) Why they hate on me I be really wonderin' why the hell they hate on me Why they hate on Dee?
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- TrDee