Hate It Or Thug It

Ain't no peace for nothin', can't let Jesus Christ, ease it out Wolf around my mind every time that my baby die It's a sign, niggas tellin' lies, bitches eye for eye Issue with the killin' that I try to merely fuck with y'all Fake out the blood, fake out the blood, fake-fake-fake-fake Fake out the blood, fake out the blood, brrr Never find a truth if it's whatever I write in love Fake out the blood, fake out the blood Never find a truth if it's whatever I write in love Fake out the blood, fake out the blood I put the nigga in the southside till we naked Out the home I put the billy In the pot and then I mix it with the coke What it do? Who are you? They be talkin' 'bout my films I put the J into the Simmons And put Haley in the tube Damn, ain't no peace for nothin' Can't let Jesus cry Ease it out Wolf around my mind Every time that my baby die It's a sign Niggas tellin' lies Bitch, it's eye for eye Issue with the killer that I tried too many fuckin' times Bitchin' at my niggas 'til we man up Laugh it up and sit the nigga down until he stand up Flippin' like my daddy but my baby get no hand up Tellin' all my business to you niggas 'cause y'all don't care, nah Damn, bruh, boy, you ain't no man, bruh Poppin' for the camera They gon' put it down, I hit the ground and just gon' ran up Been the same nigga since Molly was a Hannah Been about my benjis since Cube you was pimpin' cameras Hold on, hold on, hold on Nigga, you said what? I'm a big thunder chopper, burnin' Jesus free Bobble, thump, or crack at it Automatic, grab to send me, clear to stab it Get the introduction, homies robbin' they clicks Guess that's what they get for pimpin' when they stay in them sticks Guess that's what they get for pimpin', skippin' proof from them bricks I made a habit, couldn't have it While my mind playing tricks My anxiety behind me But things don't exist Schizophrenic, I've been manic Wash my bed like a snitch Paranoid, grab the parlor Get my family out the gnarler Someone chasing me, lil' partner Someone eyeing me, lil' barter Bella holla for my mama Got her parlin' by my nonna Smell 'em chiefin' by the sauna Uncle dealt the marijuana, love Dolls, killers, thrillers, dealers Pack it up and flip a feeler You ain't doin' nothing that my mama never told a nigga You ain't fuck it up until your daddy hit them painkillers Fuck it up to Emory, y'all ain't know I got to pay the debt Swerving black whip while I'm coming through You gon' see me in your city bitch and I'm gon' run it too Wallet lacking hundreds who gon' flex it like me I ain't got a clue Fifty three soldiers miles with me None of them gon' fuck with you Posin' like me now, baby, who you tryna fool? Nigo in the south, baby, postin' like a fuckin' troop Coupe crashin' with no gas, flat tires on the snaps Fast movin', got no mad, man, I'm tryna fuck my dad, huh? Lost for a moment, but I back it up Nigo crossin' many borders, see me slippin' Ice gon' try and lock me up I ain't never happy, but I'm grindin', tryna pick me up Keepin' pops right on my sleeve, just so I can hide me up They ain't praying, they ain't praying for me (my nigga) They ain't praying, they ain't praying for me (my nigga) They ain't praying, they ain't praying for me (my nigga) They ain't praying, they ain't praying for me (I said) Fake out the blood, fake out the blood, fake-fake-fake-fake Fake out the blood, fake out the blood, fake-fake-fake-fake Fake out the blood, fake out the blood, fake-fake-fake-fake Fake out the blood, fake out the blood, fake-fake-fake-fake