Hate (Rikers Island Story)

Uh huh

Wanna know what I— (We could)

It's that Dee Play4Keeps ****, O's up, Never Gz, you heard

The Face of Harlem, let me show y'all

I'm back, **** (Hardheaded, baby)

Real quick, real quick

(Wanna know what I hate? Now look)

Wanna know what I hate?

When y'all got lit, **** shawty was fake

B-bitch, get the fuck out my face

Rikers Island, I was fightin' my case

Holidays I was missin' at State

Sixth Avenue north, I was livin' great

You could ask, I was with Ace

Then I smoked ten, I'm talkin' 'bout GK

Bitch, it's not a debate

I smoke Leroy and Lotti to the face

Sixth block, I could've punched lil Lee in his face

But the C.O. said, "Stop or I'ma spray"

Flockin' in the street, that's how I got my aim

****, I did this shit for the gang

Fifteen, I had to let it bang

I was with C.R., we was in the rain

Like, I get to sparkin' and shit

G-G2C get to barkin' and shit

Wait, I told bro, "Park at the whip"

On they block, throw the switch on the Glock but they dipped

Ah, opp bitch got shot in her shit

She was droppin' the O and she was just doing dick

Now she on the other side, all in they vids

Like, she just wanna be in the mix

Wanna know what I hate?

When y'all got lit, **** shawty was fake

B-bitch, get the fuck out my face

Rikers Island, I was fightin' my case

Holidays I was missin' at State

Sixth Avenue north, I was livin' great

You could ask, I was with Ace

Then I smoked ten, I'm talkin' 'bout GK

We was never the type to rock on Main

He a stain, if he don't jack what I claim

Literally, let me talk to y'all lyrically

(Let me talk so I know-)

That y'all feelin' me

I throw a shot, had to change my identity

Big O to the Y, you not that, you not a friend of me

Bitch, I'm on the O, that's where the killers be

All of the opps said they gettin' rid of me

"Crank That", I'm feelin' like Soulja (Oh)

**** not of us, that **** a doja (Oh)

Let me show y'all this dance, MattSav, doin' that shoulder

Bitch, wanna be around? Roll up a boulder

Roll him up, over and over

R.I.P. E with the dot, I'ma finish what we started, like, it's never over

Wanna know what I hate?

When y'all got lit, **** shawty was fake

B-bitch, get the fuck out my face

Rikers Island, I was fightin' my case

Holidays I was missin' at State

Sixth Avenue north, I was livin' great

You could ask, I was with Ace

Then I smoked ten, I'm talkin' 'bout GK

Bitch, it's not a debate

I smoke Leroy and Lotti to the face

Sixth block, I could've punched lil Lee in his face

But the C.O. said, "Stop or I'ma spray"

Flockin' in the street, that's how I got my aim

****, I did this shit for the gang

Fifteen, I had to let it bang

I was with C.R., we was in the rain