Love Me / Hate Me Lyrics

Yeah (Ay)

Ay, yeah

Up down, up down (Ay)

Up down, up down (Ay)

Fuck a local talent, I'm tryna out-do myself

Feelin' like I'm selfish 'cause I wouldn't give it up

JF on some street magic, try and follow the cup

If I gave a fuck then my timer really is up, ay

Runnin' out of time I can feel it all in my stomach

Need some soul food, James Hemings when you coming?

Killin' all these fakers with plasma lasers

We in a different mind frame

Different time zone

In love with the money

But I'll never sell my soul like, ay

Give me the hate, give me the love

Give me the truth, give me the ones

Give me a girl that will follow my songs

Yeah, ay

Don't like the lies, don't like the fakes

Don't like hoes that are all in my face

Don't like the niggas, they copy my taste

Yeah, uh

Handle me, handle me

Losing control, they can't handle me

Talking that shit, you a fan to me

Crowd full of eyes, what they want from me

Daytona like K1

She love me 'cause I'm handsome

Gentleman that can handle some

Penetrating with my stamina

Rockstar and they 0 for 1

Shooting my shot and it's And One

Freaky bitch, she a Cancer

Fine as hell but can't trust her

Look alive, do or die

It's me with the gang and it's no surprise

We doing our thang 'til the money multiplies, yeah

Fame is comin', songs are jumpin'

Never frontin', yeah, uh

Give me the hate, give me the love

Give me the truth, give me the ones

Give me a girl that will follow my songs

Yeah, ay

Don't like the lies, don't like the fakes

Don't like hoes that are all in my face

Don't like the niggas, they copy my taste

Yeah, uh

I am the man, maybe the GOAT

Maybe the king, give me the throne

Flow is OD, doing the most

Jupiter damn, you out of control

Down now and I'm going up

Two of me, I ain't screwing up

Handsfree when I'm paper chasin'

Old mood when I'm high and wasted

Girl I knew she a pornstar

College drop-out with a foreign car

Level-headed never go in 2nd

Double 0 and don't forget the 7

They mad and I'm never stressing

Big moves Belladonna steppin'

Ay, uh

Yeah, ay

Give me the hate, give me the love

Give me the truth, give me the ones

Give me a girl that will follow my songs

Yeah, ay

Don't like the lies, don't like the fakes

Don't like hoes that are all in my face

Don't like the niggas, they copy my taste

Yeah, uh