Beatnick Dee - #OGJM lyrics

[Verse 1: Hasan Salaam] Every saint gotta past every sinner got a story No honor for the judge middle finger to the jury Been through more than 40 days and nights here in purgatory Got me calling for the lord but walking with my weapon on me I don't fit in categories and boxes To raw to be pop to ratchet to be conscious Truth hurts and fact is I'm brutally honest If it ain't about the dollars got no time for the non-cents Just let the good times roll/ keep that bah ditty bah bullsh** on hold Here's a little story that must be told We want change but prefer it in the type that folds so… Good golly Miss Molly Seem like everybody dropping dead in the party All I needs my spliff and my 5th of Bacardi If I could dodge cops f** I care about paparazzi Got me [Chorus: Hasan Salaam] I'd rather you hate me for who I am than love me for who I ain't And I've been up in too much sin to claim to be no saint Hate Me or Love Me Only God Judge Me Hate Me or Love Me Only God Judge Me [Verse 2: Hasan Salaam] All the sh** you talk about me I'm that plus more #1 reason I don't give 2 f**s for Snake saboteurs, agent provocateurs If I was you I'd hate too I do so much more Banked this album off adult entertainment American gigolo the flows are X-rated Feel some type of way? Got something to spill? f** it I ain't see your name on not none of my bills Everybody say they love you when you just a nobody But soon as you blow up you part of illuminati Married to the game all my fam threw rice But now the honeymoon's over so its breakup fights The rap biz twisted and beyond run through f**ed over to the point no more holes to screw So much fake love no one knows what to do Glad I stayed in p**n at least you know who's f**ing who [Chorus: Hasan Salaam] I'd rather you hate me for who I am than love me for who I ain't And I've been up in too much sin to claim to be no saint Hate Me or Love Me Only God Judge Me Hate Me or Love Me Only God Judge Me [Bridge: Hasan Salaam] Mic check 2, 2, 1, 2 Just cut the check let me do what I do Mic check 2, 2, 1, 2 Just cut the check let me do what I do [Chorus: Hasan Salaam] Everything in this world is not what it seems Half Black half White but all that matters is GREEN Can't stay clean out here in dirty Jerz and I been getting it in since the bees and the birds Swerve I'm right back at it On the road to the riches I just dip thru traffic Allergic to being broke downright asthmatic But money cure anything you could go ask Magic Enough is never enough Life's a b**h but trust I ain't breaking it up Our make-up s** keep us both laced up Figure I could get some sleep once my wallet wake up I rather you hate me for who I am than love me for who I ain't And I've been up in too much sin to claim to be no saint