Thug Motivation lyrics

[Intro: YFN Lucci]
Only f*ck n*ggas hate, f*ck n*ggas hate
Only f*ck n*ggas hate, f*ck n*ggas hate
Oh when I love
Yeah yeah uh
Only f*ck n*ggas hate, f*ck n*ggas hate
Only f*ck n*ggas hate, f*ck n*ggas hate
Oh but I love when they hate, love when they hate
Yeah yeah hey

[Chorus: YFN Lucci]
Only f*ck n*ggas hate, f*ck n*ggas hate
Only f*ck n*ggas hate, f*ck n*ggas hate
Oh but I love when they hate, love when they hate
We ran it up, it's just a thug motivation

[Verse 1: Johnny Cinco]
I just flew some b*tches [?] jet
[?]
[?]
Gotta be pationt
[?] way
I just made another play
[?] 200 K
And I can't [?] my dawgs [?]
And I can't [?] relate to all the fake sh*t
All the fake sh*t
All that make 'em hate sh*t
Send my young n*ggas at you, going ape sh*t
[?] sh*t, pull up in a Wraith [?]
[?]
Money only reason why they hate you
This a real [?] situation
This a real n*gga celebration
Pouring up the lean like [?]
[Chorus: YFN Lucci]
Only f*ck n*ggas hate, f*ck n*ggas hate
Only f*ck n*ggas hate, f*ck n*ggas hate
Oh but I love when they hate, love when they hate
We ran it up, it's just a thug motivation

[Verse 2: YFN Lucci]
I told y'all believe
Now the boy a beast, yeah
Dawg off the leash, yeah
We was nosebleeds
Don't f*ck with them n*ggas, my mama told me
I guess it's time to go back to the old me
No one knows me
Light an L and let my soul bleed
Let my soul bleed
Take an L [?]
Take an L [?]
All these fake n*ggas showing fake love
Fake love
Damn, someone tell me where it came from
Yeah, on that type of sh*t to get your man gone
Yeah, on that type of sh*t to you won't last

[Chorus: YFN Lucci]
Only f*ck n*ggas hate, f*ck n*ggas hate
Only f*ck n*ggas hate, f*ck n*ggas hate
Oh but I love when they hate, love when they hate
We ran it up, it's just a thug motivation
[Verse 3: YFN Kay]
They gon' hate, but they never play
'Cause they watching, put the Rollies in they face
[?] boy, you late
Drop a ten and beat the case
Drop a ten and hit your face
Then it's murder I wrote
All in this coat, they let 'em go til [?]
Bullets hit his partner in the throat, and he started to choak
[?] we riding foreigns and forget the past
A lot of money counters, just to do the math
I've been seeing paper, [?] haters [?]
I got love for the paper
Gevenchies, they all flavors
Chains hitting like a laser
Them pus*y n*ggas couldn't faze us
From the bottom, now we major
But we on like the [?]
A lotta money touching every hand
I'm taxing n*ggas like I'm Uncle Sam

[Chorus: YFN Lucci]
Only f*ck n*ggas hate, f*ck n*ggas hate
Only f*ck n*ggas hate, f*ck n*ggas hate
Oh but I love when they hate, love when they hate
We ran it up, it's just a thug motivation