Mama
Told
Me
Im insane
Thats
Why
She gave
My daddy
Name
Daddy taught
Me bout the
Game
Trapping
The snow
And some
Mary jane
Hey
Trap going
Up like an
Airplane
My nigga
Too real
Wont dare
Change
You niggas
So broke
Want spare
Change
Aye
Never catch
Me wit my
Hands out
Broke niggas
Stand on
The corner
Yelling man
Down
Hey
I get the
Money
From
Paper
Routes
Niggas
Gon
Hate
If its something
To hate about
Im flexing
Thats something
To hate about
My necklace
Thats something
To hate about
My ex bitch
Was something
To hate about
My presence
Is something
To hate about
Yeah
I'll
Give you
Something
Hate about
Nigga
Be tripping
On drugs
So i weigh
It out
I got
Yo bish in
The club
Tryin
To take
Her down
Yea
Young nigga
Stay on
The paper
Routes
If a nigga
In the
Way gotta
Take him
Out
Every
Day making
Plays
Yeah
Trap nigga
Sleep
In his jays
Phone
Ringing
Wake up
And get
Paid
Real niggas
By my side
Everyday
Big blunts
Like gorilla
Fingers
Light it up
Take it
Right
To the
Face
Street
Nigga
I dont
F*ck
Wit the
Jakes
Getting
Money
Cant
Afford
A
Mistake
Niggas
Be fake
But its
No time
To waist
Cause all
Of my time
Steady spent
Getting
Cake
I hustle
To win
Gotta do
What it
Takes
My family
Hungry
I give
Them
A plate
Mama
Told
Me im
My daddy
Son
Daddy
Told
Me mama
Drove him
Insane
Thug life
Its a family
Thing
Kinfolk
Round me
Thats
The gang
Bang bang
If you
Hate on
The name
Born a
Thug so
Can not
Complain
Mama
Told
Me
Im insane
Thats
Why
She gave
My daddy
Name
Daddy taught
Me bout the
Game
Trapping
The snow
And some
Mary jane
Hey
Trap going
Up like an
Airplane
My nigga
Too real
Wont dare
Change
You niggas
So broke
Want spare
Change
Aye
Never catch
Me wit my
Hands out
Broke niggas
Stand on
The corner
Yelling man
Down
Hey
I get the
Money
From
Paper
Routes
Niggas
Gon
Hate
If its something
To hate about
Im flexing
Thats something
To hate about
My necklace
Thats something
To hate about
My ex bitch
Was something
To hate about
My presence
Is something
To hate about
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Quéveman - Let Em Hate Lyrics
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Mama
Told
Me
Im insane
Thats
Why
She gave
My daddy
Name
Daddy taught
Me bout the
Game
Trapping
The snow
And some
Mary jane
Hey
Trap going
Up like an
Airplane
My nigga
Too real
Wont dare
Change
You niggas
So broke
Want spare
Change
Aye
Never catch
Me wit my
Hands out
Broke niggas
Stand on
The corner
Yelling man
Down
Hey
I get the
Money
From
Paper
Routes
Niggas
Gon
Hate
If its something
To hate about
Im flexing
Thats something
To hate about
My necklace
Thats something
To hate about
My ex bitch
Was something
To hate about
My presence
Is something
To hate about
Yeah
I'll
Give you
Something
Hate about
Nigga
Be tripping
On drugs
So i weigh
It out
I got
Yo bish in
The club
Tryin
To take
Her down
Yea
Young nigga
Stay on
The paper
Routes
If a nigga
In the
Way gotta
Take him
Out
Every
Day making
Plays
Yeah
Trap nigga
Sleep
In his jays
Phone
Ringing
Wake up
And get
Paid
Real niggas
By my side
Everyday
Big blunts
Like gorilla
Fingers
Light it up
Take it
Right
To the
Face
Street
Nigga
I dont
F*ck
Wit the
Jakes
Getting
Money
Cant
Afford
A
Mistake
Niggas
Be fake
But its
No time
To waist
Cause all
Of my time
Steady spent
Getting
Cake
I hustle
To win
Gotta do
What it
Takes
My family
Hungry
I give
Them
A plate
Mama
Told
Me im
My daddy
Son
Daddy
Told
Me mama
Drove him
Insane
Thug life
Its a family
Thing
Kinfolk
Round me
Thats
The gang
Bang bang
If you
Hate on
The name
Born a
Thug so
Can not
Complain
Mama
Told
Me
Im insane
Thats
Why
She gave
My daddy
Name
Daddy taught
Me bout the
Game
Trapping
The snow
And some
Mary jane
Hey
Trap going
Up like an
Airplane
My nigga
Too real
Wont dare
Change
You niggas
So broke
Want spare
Change
Aye
Never catch
Me wit my
Hands out
Broke niggas
Stand on
The corner
Yelling man
Down
Hey
I get the
Money
From
Paper
Routes
Niggas
Gon
Hate
If its something
To hate about
Im flexing
Thats something
To hate about
My necklace
Thats something
To hate about
My ex bitch
Was something
To hate about
My presence
Is something
To hate about
Told
Me
Im insane
Thats
Why
She gave
My daddy
Name
Daddy taught
Me bout the
Game
Trapping
The snow
And some
Mary jane
Hey
Trap going
Up like an
Airplane
My nigga
Too real
Wont dare
Change
You niggas
So broke
Want spare
Change
Aye
Never catch
Me wit my
Hands out
Broke niggas
Stand on
The corner
Yelling man
Down
Hey
I get the
Money
From
Paper
Routes
Niggas
Gon
Hate
If its something
To hate about
Im flexing
Thats something
To hate about
My necklace
Thats something
To hate about
My ex bitch
Was something
To hate about
My presence
Is something
To hate about
Yeah
I'll
Give you
Something
Hate about
Nigga
Be tripping
On drugs
So i weigh
It out
I got
Yo bish in
The club
Tryin
To take
Her down
Yea
Young nigga
Stay on
The paper
Routes
If a nigga
In the
Way gotta
Take him
Out
Every
Day making
Plays
Yeah
Trap nigga
Sleep
In his jays
Phone
Ringing
Wake up
And get
Paid
Real niggas
By my side
Everyday
Big blunts
Like gorilla
Fingers
Light it up
Take it
Right
To the
Face
Street
Nigga
I dont
F*ck
Wit the
Jakes
Getting
Money
Cant
Afford
A
Mistake
Niggas
Be fake
But its
No time
To waist
Cause all
Of my time
Steady spent
Getting
Cake
I hustle
To win
Gotta do
What it
Takes
My family
Hungry
I give
Them
A plate
Mama
Told
Me im
My daddy
Son
Daddy
Told
Me mama
Drove him
Insane
Thug life
Its a family
Thing
Kinfolk
Round me
Thats
The gang
Bang bang
If you
Hate on
The name
Born a
Thug so
Can not
Complain
Mama
Told
Me
Im insane
Thats
Why
She gave
My daddy
Name
Daddy taught
Me bout the
Game
Trapping
The snow
And some
Mary jane
Hey
Trap going
Up like an
Airplane
My nigga
Too real
Wont dare
Change
You niggas
So broke
Want spare
Change
Aye
Never catch
Me wit my
Hands out
Broke niggas
Stand on
The corner
Yelling man
Down
Hey
I get the
Money
From
Paper
Routes
Niggas
Gon
Hate
If its something
To hate about
Im flexing
Thats something
To hate about
My necklace
Thats something
To hate about
My ex bitch
Was something
To hate about
My presence
Is something
To hate about
Writer: Quentiaz Poindexter
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid