Don't Love Me Lyrics

I'm trying to say fuck my 9 -5 live legally

It ain't easy I know you motherfuckers feeling me

Real as me?

On the strength I doubt that

Sitting in my truck catch a mean contact

Before you drop the battle rap

Think about the payback

Cuz I"ve been doing this shit since way back

I'm so rude making rappers feel screwed

Walking home from my jam saying damn I hate this white dude

I'm lethal just like that injection

My style's resurrecting cuz I keep flexing

Can I rock the mic?

Huh? No question

I write tight shit making whites light spliffs

Heard it 100 times but you still rewind this

Get shady with ya lady then I'm Ghost like Swayze

And if you aint feeling me by now are you crazy?

Yeah I think you are…

Told you I'm gonna slide on these fools Uneek

Show em what riding's about

Like this…

Short fuse long memory strong pedigree

Deadly medleys heavenly with the melodies

Only dead men are free fuck longevity

And some day it'll happen to me huh

So its pedal to the medal I let em all die slow

Dead on arrival spiteful send em to Joe

Jesus don't give a fuck we stuck in the aftermath

Move us around like pawns sit back and laugh

Our Father who art in Heaven

If ya listening will you help me flip this last seven

Cuz I'm sweating know my time is coming dumbing

Too old if they coming to get me I ain't running

Damn I miss my cousin too late for loving

Back on the block thug anyone mean mugging

Bullets tried to riddle me literally fuck the middle see

Little me usually doing dirt in Little Italy

And I'm just trying to protect my seed with my whole life

It's a cold life alcoholic old wife haha

I told you man I told you I ain't even done yet…

Kaos hot spot love the way the Glocks pop

From Norwalk to North top you can't walk where I walk

Who the fuck wanna squeeze?

My expertise makes MCs freeze

Ya know cuz I'm the reason why your block is vacant

Kaotic will hit ya just to make a statement player

And y'all know I can do this well

I take on any MC get judged by 12

Cuz if I'm carried by 6 well yup that's it

I'll just pack up my shit go back to raising my kid

Feeling like all y'all my sons anyhow

And I honestly aint really feeling your style

If I said it I meant it bite my tongue for no one

I get the job done quality is job 1

I was schooled by the Mob son VIP

And I've been down with the shit since the T-I-P

They probably tell stories about the G I be

Making blood money with my R-I-Ps

To all my 310 and 213s

Salute to my 562 OGs

Never feeble keep it moving like a regal

You can call me evil or unbelievable uhhh