Hurt You lyrics

[Chorus]
I've been in the streets a long time
Tryna get money one deep a long time
And I ain't gon' starve, I'ma eat a long time
(You don't know love from the boy a long time)
I feel like I've been my own squad a long time
My people been actin' real fraud a long time
Had me wonderin' why I talked to God a long time
(Fightin' in this war for a long, long time)

[Verse 1]
Yeah, seems like ever since I handed out them "one deep" chains
I ain't seen nobody, I've been one deep man
It's all good, y'all don't gotta f*ck wit' me mane
Table full of food, I will eat at every seat mane
f*ck everybody, when you see me don't speak mane
What would Jesus do? Turn the other cheek mane
Give a n*gga the game, but he ain't gonna appreciate it
Yeah, I got on my shades but I could still see ya hate
Feel free to hate on me, it's what I'm here fo
Bourbon by the bottle, you're barely keepin' your beer cold (Sucka)
These b*tches always tell me yes, I never hear no
They know I'm a real n*gga, not a weirdo
But I don't want sh*t from 'em though, I'm alright
How the hell they walls tight if they been f*ckin' all night
That's that burnin' when you pee sh*t, I'm good on it
I need none of y'all, I'ma put my hood on it
[Chorus]
I've been in the streets a long time
Tryna get money one deep a long time
And I ain't gon' starve, I'ma eat a long time
(You don't know love from the boy a long time)
I feel like I've been my own squad a long time
My people been actin' real fraud a long time
Had me wonderin' why I talked to God a long time
(Fightin' in this war for a long, long time)

[Verse 2]
They want me to help 'em 'til I can't help 'em no mo
As soon as I can't help 'em I'm a hoe-hoe
"Ro ya wanna roll wit' us?" f*ckas I'ma go fo
'Cause they know Ro get in free wherever Ro go
1500 on a meal, he gon' drop a 10 (Damn)
n*gga you know you outta line, all I do is grin
I know you wanna see me lose, all I do is win
Mad 'cause I'm feelin' blessed, he act like all I do is sin
I don't shake hands, that's nasty
But I might take a picture dependin' how I'm feelin' when you ask me
So many people tried to rob me, kill me
f*ck you and what you think about my attitude, ya feel me? (f*ck all y'all)
I don't do it to sell records, this the real me
sh*t I ain't never had a record deal anyway
I know y'all ain't really with me, y'all just in the way
Just here to get what you can get and make a getaway
[Chorus]
I've been in the streets a long time
Tryna get money one deep a long time
And I ain't gon' starve, I'ma eat a long time
(You don't know love from the boy a long time)
I feel like I've been my own squad a long time
My people been actin' real fraud a long time
Had me wonderin' why I talked to God a long time
(Fightin' in this war for a long, long time)

[Verse 3]
Listen, he say stop f*ckin' with him, I'll put you in that bag
I guess I ain't really wanna win that bad
Turn my back on my friend like that
(Uh)
I know y'all think it really ain't, but it really is like that
A lotta n*ggas made they careers like that
Homies like "why he disappear like that?" (Like that, like that)
He gone
sh*t, ol' Judas ass n*gga gon' stand up (Oh)
For 30 pieces of silver, you give your man up (Oh)
When it's roll call for b*tch n*ggas, hold ya hand up (Oh)
We the real n*ggas, we know y'all don't ever stand up
Ain't nobody f*ckin' us, don't gotta pull our pants up
That's why we end up in the grave or in handcuffs
[Chorus]
I've been in the streets a long time
Tryna get money one deep a long time
And I ain't gon' starve, I'ma eat a long time
(You don't know love from the boy a long time)
I feel like I've been my own squad a long time
My people been actin' real fraud a long time
Had me wonderin' why I talked to God a long time
(Fightin' in this war for a long, long time)