Vince Staples - Hate lyrics

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Vince Staples - Hate lyrics

[Intro: SK Laflare] Uh, and it's money, money, money, money You already know So much hate and confusion in the world You gon' get it, keep pushing Keep going I'ma k** everything in sight, b**h [Hook: SK Laflare] Hating in the city, that's why you never see me On cyber space, hating on the TV Hating in these streets, I'm racing in that GT Hating on these beats, you should play my CD Real n***as show me love, b**hes show me love I got 'em rolling up and she wanna hold the gun n***as show me love, b**hes show me love I got 'em rolling up and she wanna hold the gun [Verse 1: Vince Staples] On my momma cause I'm sick of all these pipe dream living, these n***as playing Any day I could be locked up in prison, I need this paper f** your prayers, they ain't calming me I'm shooting til they call police Don't got no dreams, I hardly sleep We in these streets, we run these streets Gangsta said we k** 'em them n***as soon as they f** with me Send 'em all to heaven, my momma gon' need the company I promise once I die, ain't no living in the sky Cause I'm sitting where they fry Ask my momma, she know what I'm bout Youngs come in, guns come out Clips shoot ten rounds, so that's ten men down n***as straight head shots, can't stop that sh** Kick a door down like his block ain't sh** f** fighting n***as, I promise y'all, we frying n***as Swear that everybody dying n***a Cut 'em with a casket [Hook] [Verse 2: SK Laflare] What you know about it? I'm so astounding What these n***as doing, bringing hate around me I'ma get to shooting [?] You got the wrong reasons junior It's more than just being [?] [?] the truth is right here I do with my music, it's quite clear [?] in the night air We coming, the moon is right there [?] your life, yeah We joined forces now they mourn for us We ain't done working, we got 'em going nervous They want more from us Got demand for my grams So I'm gonna serve 'em I'm the man where I am I'm doing what I got to do, gotta get it Got the one, got the two Got to get that triple digit They gon' try to triple 6 us [?] God sent us in his early visit Now you a witness to his wonders The realest is in this And we k**ing y'all n***as fronting k**in' like it ain't nothing [Hook] x2