Why They Hate lyrics
by Luh Soldier
[Chorus: Luh Soldier]
I came with the drip, they just mad 'cause I'm up
And they mad that I got it, but sh*t, I can't help it
Hate on the fact that they know I'ma blow
And my ducks in a row so they callin' me selfish
Damn, why they hate, dawg? I don't understand
I was chosen for this and I came with a plan
In the booth with my dawg and we yellin' out, "f*ck you"
You in for the money, let's run up the bands
n*ggas be jealous, I hope that I catch you
'Cause b*tch, I'ma bless you, the end of discussion
It ain't no talkin', just know that I'm riding
He act like a pimple so I'ma just bust him
That's why they hate, b*tch, I came from a penny
I didn't have a dollar and didn't have a dime
That's why they hate, 'cause I just can't relate, b*tch
I ran up this sh*t in a matter of time, for real
[Verse 1: Luh Soldier]
I want a Wraith with the stars in the ceiling
Until I'm like f*ck it, let's trap out a Nissan
I want a b*tch thicker than thick
And she gotta be gangster, she can't be a peon
Damn, how the f*ck could that happen?
I bust that b*tch down like I just bought a Patek
I want me a spot in the mountain
I came from the bottom and slept on the padding
b*tch, I came straight out the 'Ham
Ain't no love in my city, we still in the 'jects
I want me a motherf*ckin' Bentley
So I can pull up while I'm countin' a check, yeah
b*tch, I been doin' this sh*t
b*tch, I been in the trap movin' sh*t out the door
I want me a motherf*ckin' plane
'cause I'm floodin' the city with nothin' but dope
Ridin', ridin' with choppers and pistols
I don't give a f*ck, yeah, I'm with it, no cap
I want me an F to the end
But I got an SK and that b*tch got a clap
Why hate on the motherf*ckin' youngin?
These n*ggas ain't gettin' no money
I know that they hate but I spotted the fake
When I shoot, I'ma take off and punk you, yeah
[Chorus: Luh Soldier]
I came with the drip, they just mad 'cause I'm up
And they mad that I got it, but sh*t, I can't help it
Hate on the fact that they know I'ma blow
And my ducks in a row so they callin' me selfish
Damn, why they hate, dawg? I don't understand
I was chosen for this and I came with a plan
In the booth with my dawg and we yellin' out, "f*ck you"
You in for the money, let's run up the bands
n*ggas be jealous, I hope that I catch you
'Cause b*tch, I'ma bless you, the end of discussion
It ain't no talkin', just know that I'm riding
He act like a pimple so I'ma just bust him
That's why they hate, b*tch, I came from a penny
I didn't have a dollar and didn't have a dime
That's why they hate, 'cause I just can't relate, b*tch
I ran up this sh*t in a matter of time, for real
[Verse 2: J. Gucci]
23, Jumpman, I'm ballin' on n*ggas, I'm jumpin' all over they head
f*ck the opposition, we want the smoke, we leavin' they ass for dead
You say you want beef but you scared
You say how you livin', you ain't gotta play it
Askin' me who got the courage
I keep a thirty on me like I'm Curry
Pull up on me, n*gga? Who?
f*ck it, this stick in the booth, yeah
Shoot at them n*ggas and you, yeah
Bullets burn, that's the truth, yeah
I'm on the road, I need a load
Shoot in my back, man, call 'em scoliosis
Don't know what they on, get a n*gga gone
Slime hand me the chopper, on the back it fold
Most of these n*ggas ain't cool with these n*ggas
Say you get money, ain't new to me, n*gga
Teachin' these n*ggas, I'm schoolin' these n*ggas
I cropped him out, now the picture gettin' bigger
Most of these n*ggas just wasn't official
Know they was leechin' on me like some b*tches
Run up a check, now I'm seein' them digits
Ain't playin' fair, I'ma catch it, you send it
[Chorus: Luh Soldier]
I came with the drip, they just mad 'cause I'm up
And they mad that I got it, but sh*t, I can't help it
Hate on the fact that they know I'ma blow
And my ducks in a row so they callin' me selfish
Damn, why they hate, dawg? I don't understand
I was chosen for this and I came with a plan
In the booth with my dawg and we yellin' out, "f*ck you"
You in for the money, let's run up the bands
n*ggas be jealous, I hope that I catch you
'Cause b*tch, I'ma bless you, the end of discussion
It ain't no talkin', just know that I'm riding
He act like a pimple so I'ma just bust him
That's why they hate, b*tch, I came from a penny
I didn't have a dollar and didn't have a dime
That's why they hate, 'cause I just can't relate, b*tch
I ran up this sh*t in a matter of time, for real