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hate - cvii lyrics

[chorus: cvii]
all of these n*ggas they hate, no debate
she like it sunny side up with the steak
i like the lobster and shrimp on my plate
i need my pockets so fat they inflate
they want it first but them n*ggas was late
i’m in the front like this sh*t is a race
don’t f*ck with these n*ggas or b*tches, they fake
all of these n*ggas they hate, no debate
all of these n*ggas they hate, no debate
she like it sunny side up with the steak
i like the lobster and shrimp on my plate
i need my pockets so fat they inflate
they want it first but them n*ggas was late
i’m in the front like this sh*t is a race
don’t f*ck with these n*ggas or b*tches, they fake
all of these n*ggas they hate, no debate
[verse 1: cvii]
all they do is hate man, d*mn that sh*t too fake man
i need all the cake man
f*ck all you fake friends
i don’t give a f*ck about your b*tch or your n*gga
i just wanna run up all these motherf*cking figures
she wanna bounce with my n*ggas like tigger
i don’t know you, i just know your little sister
she wanna f*ck with the gang, she wanna f*ck with the crew
all of these n*ggas they lame they some flukes
she want a diamond but that b*tch ain’t my boo
she wearing pink like that b*tch majin buu
i need to go get the guap that’s the truth
blind to the hate i can’t see what you do
i ain’t even up but i’m further than you
you a hater and a p*ssy boy too
they don’t like me, i ask “what that sh*t do?”
my circle small that sh*t tight like a noose
i think i’m it like its duck duck goose
trick or treat her yeah i got a sweet tooth
seven ways up, multiplying by 2
14 ways i’m gonna get me the loot
chase me a bag i say “f*ck what you do”
f*ck you and your boo
[chorus: cvii]
all of these n*ggas they hate, no debate
she like it sunny side up with the steak
i like the lobster and shrimp on my plate
i need my pockets so fat they inflate
they want it first but them n*ggas was late
i’m in the front like this sh*t was a race
don’t f*ck with these n*ggas or b*tches, they fake
all of these n*ggas they hate, no debate
[verse 2: twistboi]
do this by my lonely
think i’m paranoid, random numbers tryna phone me
choppa spittin, that sh*t eatin like baloney
i’m the realest, u jus gotta get to kno me
i don’t really like to talk
humans clownin; boi we cut from different cloth
ik what i’m worth
i was born to b a boss
i was born to take a loss
ima bounce back
never back down, ion goin out like that
ion stoppin till i get solid gold mac
[chorus: cvii]
all of these n*ggas they hate, no debate
she like it sunny side up with the steak
i like the lobster and shrimp on my plate
i need my pockets so fat they inflate
they want it first but them n*ggas was late
i’m in the front like this sh*t is a race
don’t f*ck with these n*ggas or b*tches, they fake
all of these n*ggas they hate, no debate
all of these n*ggas they hate, no debate
she like it sunny side up with the steak
i like the lobster and shrimp on my plate
i need my pockets so fat they inflate
they want it first but them n*ggas was late
i’m in the front like this sh*t is a race
don’t f*ck with these n*ggas or b*tches, they fake
all of these n*ggas they hate, no debate

- cvii lyrics

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