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hate on me - trdee lyrics

[intro]
(julian currier)
(oliver)
hate when n*ggas try to tell you what to do like you ain’t been doin’ this sh*t, man
the f*ck up? i know what i’m doin’
baby drive me crazy like a srt
i be really wonderin’ why the h*ll they hate on—
why the h*ll they hate on me
why the h*ll they—

[verse]
baby drive me crazy like a srt
i be really wonderin’ why the h*ll they hate on me
we too different, i be places you can nevеr be
stay on that side of the grass if you gon’ go and see
n*ggas out hеre broke and starvin’, must don’t wanna eat
finna head down to the south, i’m tryna feel the heat
who can f*ck with us? mm, let me think
all i think about is money, might just need a shrink
master p, she look like a kardashian
f*cked up, only time she call is when she mad at him
i won’t judge you, i’ll leave that to god
baby ain’t never even drove but she be down to ride
f*ckin’ up the chemistry, you let your team down
i be trapped in my bag in the meanwhile
she made me cum off the dome like a freestyle
let my mans ballin’, waitin’ on the rebound
everybody play a part, from the staff to the boss
really came a long way from goin’ half on the sauce
i remember when they used to laugh, man, who would’ve thought?
now they sick ’cause they was talkin’ down and really throwin’ salt
ain’t no competition, i swear it ain’t no comparison
wouldn’t f*ck you, let alone cuff you, that’s embarassin
shooters pull up to your front door like they caroline
ridin’ with a foreign, no, my b*tches not american
play your cards right, you never know just what the deck hold
you can go to sleep and wake up to her ’cause she that cold
livin’ in the cold world, what happened to the broke ho?
i be workin’ like rihanna, n*gga, you a no show
eatin’ good as h*ll, steak and garlic, mashed potatoes
man, i been peeped from your vibes you a hater
if she cannot cookin’, ain’t no point to even date her
she get sad everytime i say, “i’ll see you later”
fell down, got up, but ain’t n0body help me, though
tried to leave me out here lookin’ just like romeo
still got that paper on me just like a portfolio
trdee be preachin’ facts but they don’t hear me, though
i be really wonderin’ why the h*ll they hate on me
(oliver)
why they hate on me
i be really wonderin’ why the h*ll they hate on me
why they hate on dee?

- trdee lyrics

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