He Hate Me

He hate me and you love me
 Basic but we fuckin'
 Basically I got you cringin' like a basshead
 Taste it and you love it
 I ain't talkin' to none of you bitches specifically
 You off the Remy and Whitney, I get it
 If you with me, let's get it
 She's blind to the money, she can't see my digits
 She wanna get deep in, alright
 Now I can't see my digits
 And nah that was nasty, you prolly don't get it
 But I know that she feel it
 Show up 'prolly wearin' all black
 With a white bitch in a ball cap
 Prolly said somethin' stupid on the front
 But that ass looks stupid from the front
 Don't take it to heart, we ain't takin' this far
 The fuck you want from me? It's nothin' but frontin'
 I know that you love me
 I know that you'll suck me
 Prolly [?]
 The way that I function is higher than you aspire to
 [?] sayin' they nuts
 [?] on her breasts
 Rapting and rising with every breath
 Bitch we [?] she said somethin' 'bout Mary
 I'm drivin' in spaceships
 But don't even make any sense
 He hate me and you love me
 Basic but we fuckin'
 Basically I got you cringin' like a basshead
 Taste it and you love it
 I ain't talkin' to none of you bitches specifically
 You off the Remy and Whitney, I get it
 If you with me, let's get it
 She ain't on the liquor but still gettin' twisted
 A toast to the ceiling, she teaching me this shit
 She 'bout the geometry and I'm 'bout the physics
 And that line was nasty, you prolly don't get it
 But I know that she feel it
 Show up, top down
 Tom Brown, gettin' money now
 Can't fuck around with y'all fuckarounds
 Cause I don't fuck around bein' underground
 [?] watch me all day
 I hope they sell me this tape
 Cause Courtney love me, goddamn she
 I got some things I could say
 Fuck that, I'm ballin' today
 Fuck all y'all, I'm on my way
 Fuck all y'all, y'all in my way
 I got some things I could say
 Fuck that, I'm ballin' today
 Fuck all y'all, I'm on my way
 Fuck all y'all, y'all in my way
 Bitches finna die, finna die for a minute
 I just wanna dive in it, leave my autograph in it
 When they ask how I'm livin' I tell them that
 This ain't the kid in
 And now you can't visit me,
 Don't act like we've ever been cool
 Don't go to decision
 And I pay the judges so I'm always
 Take off that belt, let's get back to the sinnin'
 Don't go to decision
 And I pay the judges so I'm always
 Take off that belt, let's get back to the sinnin'