Hate Me Or Love Me lyrics

[Verse 1: Young Noble]
Lil' n*gga I don't give a f*ck, if you like me or not
Young Noble Outlaw, keep it piped and hot
You say you used to love Pac, then you lovin' the Lawz
n*ggas used to love pot now they lovin' the raw
Sick in the head I spit words [?] for the dead
You skip to the fed, they put the triple beam to your head
n*ggas bettin' on my team in the spread
Will they make it or not? Straight to the top
We movin' ahead, we tryna drop fifty albums a year
I'm afraid to lose, plus I was taught I had to challenge my fears
I was born lost, so what that make me?
A mothaf*cker fightin' his sеlf I shall succeed

[Chorus: Young Noble]
Eybody wanna eat, don't nobody wanna hustle
When n*ggas start еatin' they forget about the struggle
n*ggas talk a lot of sh*t but don't nobody want trouble
And being a Outlaw, n*ggas hate you or they love you
Eybody wanna eat, don't nobody wanna hustle
When n*ggas start eatin' they forget about the struggle
n*ggas talk a lot of sh*t but don't nobody want trouble
And being a Outlaw, n*ggas hate you or they love you

[Verse 2: Young Noble]
I can lace you with a couple of jewels, you gotta listen
Or lace you with a couple of tools when sh*t thickens
Throwaways, slower days was in front of us
Foster child, don't nobody want none of us
We all was wild motherf*cka, not some of us
The hawk was out, dog the block was a comforter
Plottin' on some other sh*t, some n*ggas to get you
You think them n*ggas hustlin? Them n*ggas is snitches
The one pointin' at you when they read you your sentence
And all along you thought you kept it real with your n*ggas
The ones who ain't say sh*t, them really the killers
And foes who on that snake sh*t somebody'll kill us
[Chorus: Young Noble]
Eybody wanna eat, don't nobody wanna hustle
When n*ggas start eatin' they forget about the struggle
n*ggas talk a lot of sh*t but don't nobody want trouble
And being a Outlaw, n*ggas hate you or they love you
Eybody wanna eat, but don't nobody wanna hustle
When n*ggas start eatin' they forget about the struggle
n*ggas talk a lot of sh*t but don't nobody want trouble
And being a Outlaw, n*ggas hate you or they love you

[Verse 2: Young Noble]
I'm faced with the trouble of the everyday black male
Black male crack sales packed jails, gats hail
How many of y'all n*ggas take care of ya kids?
How many of y'all n*ggas tryna straight from the bids
They wonder why we wyle out when we get big
We rappin' with a foul mouth, teachin' your kids
You know it ain't no worse than what they hearin' at home
Plus it ain't no food and they always alone
He said "f*ck school mom, leave me alone"
And though he feel peace when he hearin' my songs
I tell him go to school, I ain't teachin' 'em wrong
We connected to the streets like [?]
The industry is just like [?]
You mention me it's just like ringin' alarms
How could it be the streets keep screamin' for Nobe?
Them mothaf*ckas knowin' that I'm one of they own!
[Chorus: Young Noble]
Eybody wanna eat, don't nobody wanna hustle
When n*ggas start eatin' they forget about the struggle
n*ggas talk a lot of sh*t but don't nobody want trouble
And being a Outlaw, n*ggas hate you or they love you
Eybody wanna eat, but don't nobody wanna hustle
When n*ggas start eatin' they forget about the struggle
n*ggas talk a lot of sh*t but don't nobody want trouble
And being a Outlaw, n*ggas hate you or they love you

[Outro: Young Noble]
Uh, yeah
Being a Outlaw n*ggas hate you or they love you
Simple as that
Uh yeah
Outlaw Recordz
Uh yeah
Uh
Noble Justice
Uh
For the streets
Uh
Yeah