The Hate (Explicit) - Trippie Redd

Lyrics by：Igor Mamet/Michael Lamar White II

Composed by：Igor Mamet

Produced by：Igor Mamet/Kobe/Matty Spats

Way too lit

Way too lit to be treated like this

Yeah yeah

When the waters get deep you better tread lightly

Thought we was locked I called ******** like scam likely

You been around since we was kids

But really don't like me

Don't huh

Nigga don't get me hype I'm on ********

Gang say "Take 'em to church" I'm at the pulpit

I say pull on my leg tell me you pulled this

Stomach's been bubblin' up you niggas full of ****

And I don't be tellin' the truth about you niggas

I always protect villains I'm too good to you niggas

Sick of the high roads

I'm U-turning this ***** 'cause you turned to a *****

I'm too turnt for this ****

How many times I tried to give niggas the shirt off my back

Jumpin' through hoops

Thinkin' the love is gon' come hurdlin' back

I even squabbled up

Ain't even asked you what the problem was

Same nigga turn around ask you for a favor

You probably turn it down

I hit LA to get a check

That's when the envy start eatin' you up

All my success start keepin' you up

Tuh

I just hold my oh

High high high high

Yeah high high high high

Yeah high high high high

Yeah