Stevie Stone - Hatin lyrics

(Intro) Hate, is a form of evil, a waste of an emotion All my life ive been against the odds So thou dont offend me, yea they intensely fuelin my fire The rhythym and ryhmes that I quote, one of the realest that I ever wrote (huh) and I will not stop You gonna feel it, im a let it go, Im the realest that they ever wrote (huh) and I will not stop (Verse 1 ) Since the time that Stoney been spittin Hes gifted with game, versitile, so the people listen Not to mention the fame that it brang cause Stoney glisten Hes causin friction Theres moral to the story, everybody gotta pay attention Im on a mission Got my eyes up on the prize Always gon keep it hunnit never catch me falsify See others tryin mine, see they hatin in they eye See Stoney on the rise, see gotta respect his grind Stevie on the road, Stevie doin hella shows Hangin with the big name, they say he bound to blow Always on the boy yea they talk behind my back And when I come to town, gossip get to commin back I tell em "what, im back," but your talkin is nothin Tell em stack up they paper, Ain't no future in frontin On the buck and im bendin Yes my flow is authentic You witnessin the future, Im a f**in lieutenant (Chorus) You can hate but you wastin your time You can hate but you wastin your time (man your wastin your time) I know a lot of folk fake and they lie You can hate but you wastin your time (homie you wastin your time) And theres a couple that'll hate on me If it's up to them they'd turn the page on me (man your wastin your time) But you forgot that im a brave homie Until they put me in the grave homie (huh, your wastin your time) (Verse 2) This one here has kept you some feelins Im speakin of circumstances, reminiscing the chillin Some n***as is wishes that im floppin from the beginnin Makes me a villain What type of manager can't manage his own spendin What type of homie gets salty when I ride to the ceilin Camouflagin his feelin Its an envious syndrome Always makin somebody mad in this life that im livin Is this how im perceived All this hatins a givin Im survivin the struggle I can figure to fix ya Haters fuel to my fire Ive ignited the picture Theres more stalkas who rip ya Got a beautiful buzz an*lyzin the situation when im off in them nubs Dont get it twisted when im ventin ya, its not a diss Its a situation im facin yall when im copin wit My pen and my pad for play I recorded it Im a subordinate and haters im gettin bored of it (chorus) (outro) Hatin x12