TRULYHATED (remaster) Lyrics

Married to the game

That's just how it goes

I don't wanna flow

Less I'm boutta get dough

NAV of this shit

To a hater from a foe

Trizz in the burbs

Said the weed got me slow

Drake to a bitch

Cuz she better be Vogue

Hop up in a whip

Where I better be froze

I don't got a code

Reaping what a sowed

Death on my brain

Feel like debt what i chose

feeling like gambit

In this bitch candid

Track record clean

And my brain

feeling stranded

Lighting up a strip

Like my plane just landed

Young c Manson

You just marlyn Manson

I been from the block

Buddy staying there stranded

He could take the cake for

Being stupid and advance it

I remember when they said

My shit was too outlandish

Imma keep a blade

by my wrist if I brandish

Imma keep a blade

In my throat if I vanish

I don't wanna diss

Man I Hate doing damage

Why you even think

That a shot ain't landed

Hit him where he stranded

Now he just scrambling

Now I take his take his chain

Like the game just a bandit

He gon a bandage

Better yet a a amblance

Imma take his shit

Take his shit like krampus

Feeling like Dylan When

I'm gunning down the campus

Married to the game

That's just how it goes

I don't wanna flow

Less I'm boutta get dough

NAV of this shit

To a hater from a foe

Trizz in the burbs

Said the weed got me slow

Drake to a bitch

Cuz she better be Vogue

Hop up in a whip

Where I better be froze

I don't got a code

Reaping what a sowed

Death on my brain

Feel like debt what i chose