Correction Paroles Hate on Me par Lil Tjay

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I don't know what's wrong, but I know somethin' I'm doin' just ain't right
Told my n***as, "Be patient, just hang tight"
Head up through them hard times, this come with the gang life
I really had to work for the sh*t I want
Had to grind for the sh*t 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 n***as 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 f**kin' up my high, I
I sent a kilo back to back just to get by, I
I feel these n***as hatin' on me, slime
Tell Lil Got** pull up right the f**k now
Big steaks when we eatin', child
She suck a d**k 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 n***as, "Be patient, just hang tight"
Head up through them hard times, this come with the gang life
I really had to work for the sh*t I want (Work for the sh*t I want)
Had to grind for the sh*t I need (Had to grind for the sh*t 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 b***er, 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 motherf**kin' 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 n***a, my n***a
'Cause I wanna trust you
'Cause I love you
'Cause I'll be the first one to shoot
You tried to play me, though, now it's f**k you
I don't know what's wrong, but I know somethin' I'm doin' just ain't right
Told my n***as, "Be patient, just hang tight"
Head up through them hard times, this come with the gang life
I really had to work for the sh*t I want (Work for the sh*t I want)
Had to grind for the sh*t I need (Had to grind for the sh*t I need)
I done made it out them trenches, don't know why they hate on me, yeah

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