I Hate Everybody (feat. Lil 6ixxx) - CA$pr

I'm my own biggest enemy Yeah, all my empathy's a disaster Feelin' somethin' like a scaly thing Wrapped too tightly 'round my own master My friends are gettin' bored of me Sayin' I fell in love with a stranger I don't know what they all think of me But in reality I don't even Remember anything but thinkin' you're the one And I can force a future like it's nothin', so I Just hate everybody Well then why can't I go home without somebody? And really I could fall in love with anybody Who don't want me, so I just keep sayin' I hate everybody But maybe I, maybe I don't I know I've got a tendency To exaggerate what I'm seein' And I know that it's unfair on me To make a memory Out of a feelin' It's 'cause I notice every single thing That's ever happening in the moment And I don't know why it's consumin' me Because honestly all I know is— Infatuations, observation with a cause But none of it is love so while I'm waitin' for it I'll hate everybody Well then why can't I go home without somebody? And really I could fall in love with anybody Who don't want me, so I just keep sayin' I hate everybody But maybe I, maybe I don't If I could make you love me Maybe you could make me love me And if I can't make you love me Then I'll just hate everybody Everybody Well then why can't I go home without somebody? And really I could fall in love with anybody Who don't want me, so I just keep sayin' I hate everybody But maybe I, maybe I don't

Oh I don't know what's wrong But I know somethin' I'm doin' just ain't right Told my niggas, "Be patient, just hang tight" Head up through them hard times, this come with the gang life I really had to work for the shit I want Had to grind for the shit I need I done made it out them trenches, don't know why they hate on me, yeah I don't know why they hate on me Police hit my house, yeah, they did that raid on me They was tryna catch me slippin' with that thing on me (ha) They should've known it was in that safe, homie Poker face, you know I got that spade on me (poker face) You niggas be buggin', I got that Raid on me Paranoid touchin', they might change on me But all the goons, that's how I deal with the fame, homie, yeah homie I don't know why you like fuckin' up my high, I I sent a kilo back to back just to get by, I I feel these niggas hatin' on me, slime Tell Lil Gotit pull up right the fuck now Big steaks when we eatin', child She suck a dick and then she bow Got me like, wow, wow Stream numbers keep on goin' up, could've fell God on my side, I know He here to stay But nowadays, I gotta keep my pistol anyway I don't know what's wrong But I know somethin' I'm doin' just ain't right Told my niggas, "Be patient, just hang tight" Head up through them hard times, this come with the gang life I really had to work for the shit I want (work for the shit I want) Had to grind for the shit I need (had to grind for the shit I need) I done made it out them trenches, don't know why they hate on me, yeah Gotta ride solo I ride bulletproof, I ride low pro' If I ain't strapped up, it's a no-go Outside peanut butter, inside coco (uh-oh) My day ones ain't day ones no more I gotta keep my distance for sure I can't trust a motherfuckin' soul I'm ten toes down in my sole If he ridin', then we ridin' and we with it My day one, please don't change, stay committed Just give me some time and it's gon' make sense my nigga 'Cause I wanna trust you 'Cause I love you 'Cause I'll be first one to shoot You tried to play me, though, now it's fuck you I don't know what's wrong But I know somethin' I'm doin' just ain't right Told my niggas, "Be patient, just hang tight" Head up through them hard times, this come with the gang life I really had to work for the shit I want (work for the shit I want) Had to grind for the shit I need (had to grind for the shit I need) I done made it out them trenches, don't know why they hate on me, yeah

Aye, aye, Fresh, Stunna Man, we back at it Daddy Them nias be hating on me man 2016, summertime shine, stunting on em Let me tell you the type of st they say about Me (– Juvenile) They say fk you nia, hate you nia, hope You die Hope you catch the stroke and nobody know Why I'ma stay connected like the wifi Need her like a 64 gig iPod puy nia Hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate Gon head on and Hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, Hate, hate (1 – Mannie Fresh, Lil Wayne & Juvenile) When I get this money I'ma kill em 20/20 vision to nias who ain't want to see Me with it Nia fk ya Don't make my trigger smart nias go dumb- Dumb Yeah, yeah, yeah Take me where these hoes at, Adderall and Prozac I'm so fking focused in this bih I just can't Hold back Tell em bring that money bag, beast mode, Running back Big Tymer, Ferragamo, Juvinino where you at? All I do is get it, dude you never get it You be in your feelin's too, my dude you're so Pathetic You got too much sugar in your blood, Diabetic You're sick you got the hate disease and I Ain't tryna get it, no Mixing Cristal and Ciroc I need a name for it, call it Chris Rock I'm in this motherfker looking like a pile of Some guap Come make a name for yourself and puy Pop, puy pop (Repeat) (2 – Mannie Fresh, Lil Wayne & Juvenile) Nia got your old girl napping with the whole World Trust me, just me, referee and blow girl That's that boy BM, hit me in the DM Bust that fking puy wide open AM to the PM But that's another story though and I ain't Tryna tell it Now it's on, now you're hanging out with Dime rock Betty And Betty she don't know no better, shoot up Dope or smoke whatever Used to be my homie, now you're mad cause We don't roll together? We're the real nia And I don't give a fk if they was real sisters These nias think they on, hit the kill Switches Money coming bih, my palms and my heels Itching, yeah yeah (Repeat) (3 – Mannie Fresh, Lil Wayne & Juvenile) You be hating on a nia like police nia You be barking, you ain't nothing but a Maltise nia When these sharks out, we'll see you they'll Be your teeth nia It's Tune and Juvie we got Mannie on the Beat nia You M-A-D nia, yeah You don't want to see me with a dime out You don't want to say that I couldn't afford Shit You don't even have a watch to tell the time Now And I got 20 karats in my Rolex Nia lean with it, nia rock with it That's some lean double cup with Ciroc with it Nia lean with it, nia rock with it We got Mannie on the beat, bop-bop-bop with It Shots fired, somebody ran up in Juvie house That's far sober enough to have nias Spooking out And I got homies round that I got love for But nias go through shit so I don't root em Out (Repeat) (– Birdman) Yeah, yeah, we back at it daddy Stunna man, you know there's always that one That'll hate Till you put a choppa in his face, you dig? Fresh you're a fool with it Hehe by elvis kiprop