Istherealtruth - Know Me Hate Me Lyrics

Yeah you know when I say that it's bout to get serious

I be murdering mixtapes be hell on them features
Don't play wit these rap niggas I give em that ether
Got a circle of real niggas raised by hustlers and drug dealers
I fuck wit da young niggas
And I'm go keep it real witcha

Cuzzo got back on the day he got back home see
I had a gangsta lean for they put in styrofoam
I used to ride big chrome 24's on the expo
It was a Eddie Bauer drove it right off the show floor
See that was in 04 see nigga I been havin no cap
You been cappin was fitted or snap backin
Mr lucky's I'm ass smackin
They ain know what rain was I was so drunk
I'm throwing twenty's you can ask big cuz
I was gettin qp's 200 a flat rate broke it all down
And had my lil nigga flip it on spring break
Fuckin her on her lunch break breaking down on ya mixtape
You jumped off the porch when couldn't even stay out late
Paperwork got ya name in it like you ordered a combo
But you givin out info to lock niggas like Ralo
When they shot up ya auto and ya homey got grazed too
That ain phase me gotta reap what you sew too

I be murdering mixtapes be hell on them features
Don't play with these rap niggas I give em that ether
Got a circle of real niggas raised by hustlers and drug dealers
I fuck wit da young niggas
And I'm go keep it real witcha

Nigga chill wit dat goat talk keep it real in your raps please
These labels can't eat off ya they don't like goat cheese
See through you like fish bowls I swim wit them sharks nigga
They raised you a mouse you turned a rat when you got bigger
You ain pulled no triggers never known as a playmaker
I'm hot as a hay fever my flow throwin haymakers
My circle a life saver you swim wit a life vest
I got some young niggas that catch you out put one in ya headset
I be bout paychecks where da fuck is my pay at
If you got a issue don't be subliminal bitch nigga say that
This here the payback for the ones who cast doubt out I done been broke before
Know how it feel to be cast out when the blessings
Got passed out god made me the line leader
Swea it's the ones who deaf that be tryin to sign people
That's over yo head though run it back so you catch on
They say it take a couple days til they skip to the next song truth

I be murdering mixtapes be hell on them features don't play with these rap niggas
I give em that ether
Got a circle of real niggas raised by hustlers and drug dealers
I fuck wit da young niggas
And I'm go keep it real witcha