Either Hated Or Ignored lyrics

by

Juicy J


[Intro: $LICK $LOTH]
Yah, yah, $carecrow, Ruby stay runnin'
$carecrow, $carecrow, $carecrow, $carecrow, $care—
Norf'side, sh*t, where the f*ck that been?
R.I.P $lick $loth

[Verse 1: $LICK $LOTH]
Playa haters surround me like vultures on a dead body
Get the f*ck from 'round me, ain't tryna be yo' f*ckin' friend (ayy)
White boy with the nappy hair
Bought the platinums, nah, not double-O, bruh
Bunch of all you thirsty
Thirty somethin' motherf*cker bald head headass
Boy, get off this playa's nuts
Test yo' luck, might catch slugs
This that middle finger up
sh*t, f*ck a b*tch
And f*ck you too for thinkin' we would not make it
Tell me really
(How does it feel?)
If you were in the field believin' the vision that we living
f*ck the fluxes of competition, we got the leverage
f*ck you punks, we stock weapons
.47s, .45s, TECs, poles on deck
Cut Throat, boy
There's more than one reason that I'm a—
[Verse 2: YUNG $NOW]
Broke boy, ain't broke
I got a lotta f*cking bread, now I've seen the globe
Muffaletta loaves sittin' in the right and left pockets
Now my pockets got a lot of f*ckin' holes
Leaving trails of the crumbs so them f*ckboys will follow, yeah
Fill up that hollow stomach with my sorrow
Tomorrow ain't promised a tough pill to swallow
But Roxycodone ain't a tough pill to snort, it's a tough pill to kick
Always fall short, standin' tall with my vice, f*ck y'all for the sport
The money, the b*tches, the fame, feelin' like a hoard
Now I'm smokin' more ports
And I'm closer to death than I was when I was poor
Cooking pizzas in the kitchen, passin' out on the couch
I'll die from being bored
(He'll die from bein' bored!)
Sing a sad ass song with just four chords, oh lord
Sing a sad ass song, another death in the 7th Ward, oh lord
Sing a sad ass song for Yung $now, putting in hours at the morgue
Sing a sad ass song for another tally on the sword
Blizzard storm when I f*cking mourn
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