Young Scooter - Green Eyed lyrics

[Stalley] I came up, I came up And now I see nothing but hate in their eyes [Verse 1: Stalley] All this j**elry on me dripping like a waterfall Four Gs on the 6 series make the Beamer crawl Beam on the .45 I make that Eagle bark Bull dog a n***a eat his face when it spark I ain’t with the talk or that hating sh** you on n***as pocket watching got the feds on the phone Money busting seams on the jeans I can’t hold it all n***as talking beef grab the draco that’s that soldier talk I been hustling since Motorolas getting quarters off Chevy came with the hard top but that coke was soft Whole city had a coke wave I was so involved House bigger than a synagogue, I’m talking Mazeltov [Hook: Stalley] I came up, I came up And now I see nothing but hate in their eyes They hate I survived Hate that I tried They wish that I died They smile in your face with that hate in their eyes They smile in your face with that hate in their eyes They smile in your face with that hate in their eyes [Verse 2: Young Scooter] I ain’t gotta cut my gra** just to see the snakes I can see it all on these p**y’s face I can feel the hate Audemar (?) diamond chains make these n***as hate f** my lawyer, f** the judge I f**ed my DA and bought the case Everyday I’m flexing on these haters I f**ed the b**h and left the ho You can save her Scooter came up from nothing Section 8 n***a Yeah I came up off the rock Like that n***a Jigga [Hook: Stalley] I came up, I came up And now I see nothing but hate in their eyes They hate I survived Hate that I tried They wish that I died They smile in your face with that hate in their eyes They smile in your face with that hate in their eyes They smile in your face with that hate in their eyes [Verse 3: Stalley] n***as hate to see you up So they try to pull you down You know crabs in a barrel With vultures all around I built cultures with this sound Ten toes down I was planted in the trap Put midwest on the map Do the foreign on the Lac Ack or the yak Most my n***as sell pack Trying to stack these dollars Wear chains like collars Learn the streets like scholars n***as hating for dollars But still broke with no honors All honest I been balling no college Eight digits with commas n***as got loose lips But their money is solid All my chains yeah they’re solid All this cash get deposit Goyard, platinum card in my pocket [Hook: Stalley] I came up, I came up And now I see nothing but hate in their eyes They hate I survived Hate that I tried They wish that I died They smile in your face with that hate in their eyes They smile in your face with that hate in their eyes They smile in your face with that hate in their eyes