Boys City - L.T.H. lyrics

Verse 1: Corbs At the ATM, cha-ching Or out to eat, ching-chong Top floor suite, use to sleep wigwam Indian name Rising star, ya or chains on Mixtape explodes speakers, it's the bomb Redirect the haters to shutup.com Dont' wanna talk, direct ‘em to my mom I'm #1, that's pee, phenomenon I'm also #2, droppin' different kinda bombs TBH, I ain't been at it that long Livin' the dream, homie you just dream on (wait for rise) Yeah that's Aerosmith Said I was the king of the game, ya that's pharaoh spit Other rappers fish in a barrel, ya or barrel chimps I prefer nice girls, over narrow chicks Redefine the swag, yeah I'm rockin' that sombrero, trick Let the hate flow on that rio de janiero mist Fans like salmon and I'm always hookin' fish And it's time to get to the hook with Hannah Bushong, ugh Chorus: Hannah Bushong We're lovin' the hate more Then they're hatin' the love more We're lovin' the hate more Then they're hatin' the love Yeah they love the hate Verse 2: Shields (2 Cainz/Young Chub) We love the hate We on a different level Hit em with a hook We make em tremble Knees shaking when we hit em with our rhymes We on this for good no part time We murder the game No victimless crime We'll take you to school No deadline You make a diss That's fine by me You're old news Don't you see We still boys in city 2 peat Smell the success Potpourri Didn't we say we were the Illest? Didn't we say we making millions? Let me tell you Were animal Reptilians Peter Parker flow All Hands to the ceiling We love the hate You hate our love This rap game your unworthy of All hands on deck Release the sail Not getting too turnt Ginger ale (Chorus)