Hatin' Sickly ft. Lil C Lyrics

I been up in that mode it ain't no time for extras

A lot of niggas left this world hope I don't be the next one

I might go change my name to Ralph the way I'm finna wreck em

And all these hoes act the same I'm trying to see who special

A lot of time fell in my hands still can't go back to old days

I had to go protect the brand I can't go back to old ways

That lil hoe really just a fan she don't even really know me

By the time I make that move I walk out with a trophy

Aye who gone ride when shit start getting funny

I come up short on money

I call my momma she said stop that running

That road done lost me money

I caught a vibe up in the North

Shit A&T done did some to me

I gotta get up outta Clinton

Cause I don't think I'll touch a hunnid here

I switch the gear and watch how all these niggas start to hating

Want a Milli in my city either leave or go be patient

A lot of hoes fell off the roster shit I just got tired of waiting

I Hit the coast ain't nothing new they all the same ain't no debating

I saw my first comma blew it

Touched a five said don't you use it

My headstone gone say influenced many did it with the music

I got wrapped up in sum petty shit ain't let nun of it get to me

I remember I wasn't having this now they say how he do it

I wasn't cruising in no coupe back then the Honda strictly music

Now it's pipes and hella eyes when I come through I'm in a cuban

I got my eyes cracked on every nigga can't go out like I'm stupid

How the fuck we go from everything to nothing why you do it

I stand on ten like I ain't got no help I lose em I'll be good

That hating shit became a virus but the realest got the cure

I can't be tampered with a stranger probably tell you that I'm Pure

Bet if I walk inside a jungle by myself I leave with fur

I'm at the bottom with them hungry motherfuckers in the street

Won't never tell you that I'm lonely just mislead I still compete

I'm like a ghost up in my city Imma always move discrete

Imma dying breed so they know my kind OD Elite

I been up in that mode it ain't no time for extras

A lot of niggas left this world hope I don't be the next one

I might go change my name to Ralph the way I'm finna wreck em

And all these hoes act the same I'm trying to see who special

A lot of time fell in my hands still can't go back to old days

I had to go protect the brand I can't go back to old ways

That lil hoe really just a fan she don't even really know me

By the time I make that move I walk out with a trophy

I work my ass every summer

I'm trying to stack up these commas

And all these hoes the same so really I been staying away from them

The ones you love the most will be the ones to take some from you

I try my best to hide emotion it's starting to creep on me

Yeah

I just pray that my pass don't ever come and bite me

I just pray that these niggas know we ain't come fight

I just pray that I don't have to take a nigga life

If he try me a nigga go die to fucking night

ThaMenace my partner my brother

We don't care bout the hoes we don't love 'em

We putting them racks in a duffle

These niggas be rats undercover

You changed for a bitch you a sucker

Why you hit the bitch with no rubber

You know she out here fucking

That's crazy doe

Yeah

That's crazy doe

That's crazy doe

That's crazy doe