[Intro]
Do it till they love ya fuck it let em hate me nigga dont pay my biils nigga do put no money in my motherfuking pocket bitch
Fuck you thought this was nigga, J.Redd baby yeah ay
[Hook]
Do it till they love ya
Fuck it let em hate me
Money coming in i been stacking lately
Faced a blunt of strong highly medicated fucking up my kidneys victim of the drinking
In the corner rolling geeking bitch im faded
Hold on hold on hold on out my body baby niggas getting salty bout the shit im thinking know they probably know it still gotta say it
Do it till they love ya fuck it let em hate me
Fuck it let them hate me hate me hate me yeah do it till they love ya fuck it let em hate me fuck it let em hate me
Look here
[Verse]
Do it till they love ya
Fuck it let em hate me
Redd bending corners in a grey mercedez
I ain't riding solo in here wit my nigga
On them 22 inch bitch getters
Heard ya got a problem nigga we can solve em ain't no sneakin on me i already saw ya
Shooter got the rifle aiming at ya noggin
Make the wrong move and he peeling it off ya cell phone on vibrate in my pants pocket
Niggas tongue wrestling i dont do the talking
If it ain't bout the money dont get involved with it
Pussies run and tell brining the law it
Making statements telling everything that they saw
Get online and become somone they know they not
Keep it true to your self and just stop the shit claiming that you real knowing you counterfeit switched up my flow now they look at me different
Stay true to myself never change up my image they
Say that they rappers but more like a gimmick career started yesterday tomorrow ending
Get on a track talking shit that you won't do
I figured it out yous a loser
Niggas dont knuckle up fight like they used to toat that little pistol but you ain't no shooter
[Hook]
Do it till they love ya
Fuck it let em hate me
Money coming in i been stacking lately
Faced a blunt of strong highly medicated fucking up my kidneys victim of the drinking
In the corner rolling geeking bitch im faded
Hold on hold on hold on out my body baby niggas getting salty bout the shit im thinking know they probably know it still gotta say it
Do it till they love ya fuck it let em hate me
Fuck it let them hate me hate me hate me yeah do it till they love ya fuck it let em hate me fuck it let em hate me
Look here
[Verse]
CBMG printed all on my sweater
Started from nothing now we a lilttle better
As a younging fell in love wit that cheddar
When i turnt 20 started clutching a pistol
If i go broke enough turn to a killer
Might be off subject i got in my feelings
Thats what happen when that drink in my system
Still working hard i want a million
Stand on my own give a fuck bout thses niggas hate all they want ima fuck on they bitches
Get a little head
Suck on them titties
Big about respect i gotta get it
Been about a check i gotta get it
Looking for the drink i wanna sip it
Looking for strong i wanna hit it
She say im a god she know im that nigga switched up my flow now they look at me different
Stay true to myself never change up my image they say that they rappers but more like a gimmick
Career started yesterday tomorrow ending
Get on a track talking shit that you won't do
I figured it out yous a loser
Niggas dont knuckle up fight like they used to toat that little pistol but you ain't no shooter
[Hook]
Do it till they love ya
Fuck it let em hate me
Money coming in i been stacking lately
Faced a blunt of strong highly medicated fucking up my kidneys victim of the drinking
In the corner rolling geeking bitch im faded
Hold on hold on hold on out my body baby niggas getting salty bout the shit im thinking know they probably know it still gotta say it
Do it till they love ya fuck it let em hate me
Fuck it let them hate me hate me hate me yeah do it till they love ya fuck it let em hate me fuck it let em hate me
Look here