It's hard to hate
on the truth
I'm livin' in
'Nough man hate
with the lies instead
Countin' cash with
the phone to my ear
I feel like Meek
on a private jet
Life or death, five-five
Eyes, thighs, potential
wifey
Industry,
respected highly
In the street,
protected
I do know my man,
but I don't trust him
Trust that,
Ps in the trap,
disgustin'
Stick with the stick,
PVA, PDA,
kiss that in public
South London
where I made my
South London's
where I made my
first hundred
Elastic bands,
plastic bags,
two and a blue
like cheese and onion
In Jamaica,
quick vacation,
travellin' my pastim?
'Nough pollution
in the ends,
I flew back yard
'cah I wanna see
starlight
Eritrean,
skin tone cinnamon,
I think I found
my princess
My empress,
still gonna impress
I know 'dem man talk
on the kid, but
It's hard to hate
on the truth
I'm livin' in
'Nough man hate
with the lies instead
Countin' cash with
the phone to my ear
I feel like Meek
on the private jet
Life or death, five-five
Eyes, thighs, potential
wifey
Industry,
respected highly
In the street,
protected
Any girl that I'm datin'
knows, bags that
I buy come filled
with fifties
She a ten out of ten
on a bad day,
public affection,
I tell her,
"Come kiss me"
I like mine obsessed,
clingy
If she don't miss me,
miss me
If she don't miss me,
history
If she don't miss me,
it's a mystery
G17 in the party, tipsy
Don't drink, that's risky
Focus, shells gonna land
like Disney
And put him
down under, Sydney
That's bae,
I'll donate both
my kidneys
True love,
what the kid needs
And a girl from the
Westest Indies
I know them
man talk on the kid
but
It's hard to hate
on the truth
I'm livin' in
'Nough man hate
with the lies instead
Countin' cash with
the phone to my ear
I feel like Meek
on the private jet
Life or death, five-five
Eyes, thighs, potential
wifey
Industry,
respected highly
In the street,
protected
In this world
that I'm in
How you wanna
take pics with
the belts in the ring
But don't
help in the gym?
'Nough girls datin'
their biggest haters
How her boyfriend
don't want her to win?
Like, rah
And why my girlfriend
never wanna see me
have a good time out
if she ain't there?
Yeah, yeah
Fly me to the moon,
let me get some space
Seein' them stars
on her private story
I dust that chick,
she got no grace
See her ex man,
she got no taste,
hip dip, she got
no waist
Body snatched,
servin' face
Haha, hold my hand,
personal trainer
Frequent flyer,
bad, she toned and tan
Free my gang,
013's and 020's
Oh God knows,
I miss my bros
I just got a call
from jail on the phone
and that might