None - There is No Hate lyrics

Hook Next door, next door Gotta import the undressor Call me Mr. G the impressor Got a pound of weed and a stressor On the next floor, next floor Got a full house on the guest floor She got an open mouth watchu talkin' bout man I'm Willis wasting these wet who*es X2 Got a bad b**h in that back seat Man she Rosa Parks but she'll walk it off I'll tag team like a track meet And her a** beat so she take it off And I'm taking off when I cashew Real n***as gon' pa** you And I spat crack with a cracked bag full of bowls packed and a cracked pool Backpack on a bad mood Grind her a** to a pant stool I'll flapjack with a bad cat, smash that like a taboo I'm a tagged rat with a pack to move So they watch me do the impossible And I plot to choose got a lot to lose man I'll ride the rules till they catch you I be that young n***a making Cat Stacks What a bum n***a you a lab rat I let the gas pa** then I pa** back with a quarter ounce of that hashtag I'm a mad mack with a brown bag got her fat a** on a comeback Packed bowl with a bum match got em lightning up off a dumb rap I'll smack the bong like it's 4th and long screaming Hail Mary you a mad man Packed van full of Pakistans and the cash plan's spitting head raps Head back I'm the head plan another way for me to try to get my head back And I tread rapping on dead rappers I"m best after a high snack Bypa**ing their lives ashing that right pa**ing that kush Die fasting I"m high blasting that dynasty we took With a little bit of smoke pa**ing my way Mixed with a joke and a right hook I got punchlines for days And if the beat bump then they shook, look Hook Adderall, Adderall In the library on adderall I'm making paper I'm pushing labor I'm giving favors I have it all Selling pills in a bathroom stall like it's basketball how I played the team And I played my part as the players start man my plane departs off a patch a green Pa**ed the mean, you an average cat, got them a's and d's while your average flat I'd rather axe em with battle raps I'm a madder mack than I'm paid to be And I'm paid to see what it takes to be at the rooftop hanging with a crazy beat And I made 'em beat 'em from A to Z gun a n***a in my face man that's cake for me Aiming and leaning danger believe in Christ cause the right got 'em changing and weakened Stained and defeated strained and bulemic puke on a track got 'em changing the beats and Maimed in the sheets with a pacemaker breathing, gotta race with a playmaker peaking At the top of the game with a rock and a chain and a taste of the fame I've been needing Hook