(Hook) I hate you

like you hate me

you thirsty Mercy

Niggas frostbite from Jack Frost

when they cross me

the words I speak guaranteed

Make you niggas hear me

I spit bars every time you get a versus

from me

Follow me

tv

tweeter

Am that nigga

I know you hate the fact

That am a go-getter

And you can catch me on

the block

am with them real hitters



And I ain't worried about the cops

'because am a real Nigga

riding around with hand on my glock

I pull triggers



I had to hustle hard on my block

To get my squealer

I made enough money to keep up with the dealers



Now these player hater

watching

steady plotting

Get your hand out my pockets

You need to stop it

before I pull out my pocket rocket

And pop it

get me thinking what the fuck

in your wallet



Am counting figures

When you was trying too

stop my campaign

me and niggas was at

the top

popping champagne who the realies



(Hook) I hate you

like you hate me

you thirsty Mercy

Niggas frostbite from Jack Frost

when they cross me

the words I speak guaranteed

Make you niggas hear me

I spit bars every time you get a versus

from me



Niggas half dead

still running from the mark of the beast

It seem like in the United States

A black man can never be free

The irony of my story of my minority

The enemy to the black man is the police

Like we pray while they sit an wait

They see you doing good now they want to

Snatch your plate it seem all they do is practice hate

Like they so great am black you white and pretty

God didn't make no mistake

As I sit back an contemplate

I focus on your hate you guys

Say you real

but you move like snakes

slithering around

Town looking for some nigga

to beat down throw him in

Slavery he just to take of he's baby



(Hook) I hate you

like you hate me

you thirsty Mercy

Niggas frostbite from Jack Frost

when they cross me

the words I speak guaranteed

Make you niggas hear me

I spit bars every time you get a versus

from me



It’s a long way to recovery

Shellshock niggas busting

Glocks at crooked cops body drops

My locks remind me crime don't stop

Am trying to get paid off my cd

like a motherfucking

Dime rock meanwhile

hit the block set up shop

Hit the microwave and watch it bubble up to the top

Jimmy crack corn but these niggas crack that rock on block

You hear the glock pop from ock

some say my lyric are like biggie

other say they like pac

Crime would will stop



(Hook) I hate you

like you hate me

you thirsty Mercy

Niggas frostbite from Jack Frost

when they cross me

the words I speak guaranteed

Make you niggas hear me

I spit bars every time you get a versus

from me




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