A yo they could never make me hate you
Even though what you was doing wasn't tasteful
Even though you out here looking so ungrateful
Imma keep it moving, be classy and graceful
I told 'em it's no friends in the game
You ain't learned that yet
All the bridges you came over, don't burn that yet
Niggas want respect, but niggas ain't earned that yet
Self-righteous, and entitled
But they swearing on the Bible that they love you
When really they're no different from all your rivals
But I still don't wish death on them, I just reflect on them
Yo, people will love you and support you when it's beneficial
Imma forgive, I won't forget, but Imma dead the issue
Soon as you out the nigga's lives is when they start to miss you
They see you doing good now it's kinda hard to diss you
Niggas be sick when they remember all the bad they wished you
Niggas be mad when they can't come and live lavish with you
But I sped off in a Benzy, I see the envy when I'm causing a frenzy
So I pop pills for them, cop cribs in the Hills on 'em
Pills and potions
You're overdosing
I'm angry but I still love you
Pills and potions
You're overdosing
Can't stand it, but I still love you
I get high off your memory
In due time, we'll be fine
In due time...
I still love
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