Kstar Finessen - Spin that hate Around Lyrics

Won't let my niggas starve I got food for em
Spin that hate around and turn it into love for me

Hate might not fade when you're in the streets
I ain't trippin ain't no foot In front of Me
Keep it player cuz that's regular
I'm the better man for you what I'm telling her
Told her what it is but I ain't translatin
Got a Mac in her face no foundation
Said to her life's better if you let me in
She tried to fight temptation but it always win
Especially when you solid gold pieces
Real ones always hard to find for a reason
Won't let my niggas starve I got food for him
Won't stop with this music till I'm world touring
Looking at me with envy I call him hatin Harry
Mad cuz I'm getting raccs till a nigga buried
Till a nigga buried
Mad cuz I'm getting raccs till the nigga buried

Won't let my niggas starve I got food for em
Know I'm trappin when you see me in that blue foreign
When a grown man envy he look corny
Spin that hate around and turn it into love for me
Won't let my niggas starve I got food for em
Know I'm trappin when you see me in that blue foreign
When a grown man envy he look corny
Spin that hate around and turn it into love for me
Spin the hate around and turn it into love for me spin that hate around and turn it into love for me
Spin that hate around
Spin that hate around and turn it into love for me

See me trappin in a foreign while you sleep snoring
Talking hot out the mouth well I got heat for him
Niggas lying in they raps they ain't in the field
Them boys a be the ones dead before they ever kill
To an Enemigo Land was my driving route
Treat em like a date and take em out
Got food for my Bros if they ever starvin
You get a bag and they treat you like a walking Target
A gangsta way of life got me all Hardened
Just tryna score big nigga James Harden
You ever had a PD treat you like a bargain
Looking at you like a scumbag type of person
Best to have your money up so you can grab a lawyer
Cuz he can get the case dismissed then the stressin over
Street plays finessin with the best maneuvers
Tryna stay on top of green grass manure

Won't let my niggas starve I got food for em
Know I'm trappin when you see me in that blue foreign
When a grown man envy he look corny
Spin that hate around and turn it into love for me
Won't let my niggas starve I got food for em
Know I'm trappin when you see me in that blue foreign
When a grown man envy he look corny
Spin that hate around and turn it into love for me
Spin the hate around and turn it into love for me spin that hate around and turn it into love for me
Spin that hate around
Spin that hate around and turn it into love for me

Niggas salty when you taking trips on them planes
Own homies won't support u man that shit strange
I will not switch up I'ma stay the same
Like a broken mood ring I cannot change
Keep a long distance with all them switching ways
Niggas flip so much they on they x games
Just wanna count cash in a Blue range
Let the hoe fag off but the money stays
Gucci belt on compliment the Gucci sneakers
Fresh like ox tails in a deep freezer
Thots skeemin on yo bread they some cold creatures
Got nothin for them broads cuz they all Leechers
Won't have em around me unless they swipe eaters
Porcha in the front seat she got nice features
Love money but the game I got what really please her
Introduce her to the life so the blade could meet her