Ihatejulian - Jealousy Envy Hate (feat. Starling)

Jealousy... Envy... Hate
Jealousy... Envy... Hate
Jealousy... Envy... Hate
Jealousy... Envy... Hate
Jealousy... Envy... Hate
Jealousy... Envy... Hate
Niggas is mad, we cant relate
Niggas is mad, nigga we straight
Niggas is mad, give it a break
Niggas Is mad, its all in they face
Its all in they face
Niggas cant hide that shit
You can see the hate from a mile away
I run my city, run my business
And I run 3 miles a day
These niggas cant keep up
Watching our moves, they peep us
Copy our moves, thats weak stuff
No secret they wanna be us
Lil bro,
You niggas is Lil bro’s
Im on the strip wit a lil hoe
Yea i came up need a lil mo
No Gucci on, im a G G G
Had money before P P P
Total it up cant you See See See
Big Baller, no B B B
I should just go in ya shit
The gun in trunk, I go in the whip
We ending this shit
Aint sending no hits
We do it ourselves
Dont need no assist
Dont need the publicity
This shit will get settled
I dropped my first tape
And Im hot as a kettle
Your Roley is fake I looked at the bezzle
Im pullin the strings, I think Im Gepetto
Im in first place, I need me a medal
Aint no slowin down, my foot on the petal
My foot on they necks, aint lettin em breathe
Aint showin no mercy, Im keepin the lead
Keepin it player, im keepin it G
Chizz got a 40, we keepin the peace
She play wit herself when she thinking of me
And she play wit herself when she listen to me
Jealousy... Envy... Hate
Jealousy... Envy... Hate
Niggas is mad, we cant relate
Niggas is mad, nigga we straight
Niggas is mad, give it a break
Niggas Is mad, its all in they face
Jealousy... Envy... Hate
Jealousy... Envy... Hate
Niggas is mad, we cant relate
Niggas is mad, nigga we straight
Niggas is mad, give it a break
Niggas Is mad, its all in they face
Niggas be jealous I swear I can tell it
We makin hit records but grew up wit felons
l bless em wit verses I feel like a reverend
No I ain’t Rza, get money’s the method
We sharin these bitches like we be investing
Been on a diet get nothin but lettuce
I’m up’n the score like I’m fixin my credit
I’m up’n this shit if I feel disrespected
The one that they Envy, no Charlamagne
I ain’t never change, get a lot of change
Only up from here we on another plane
I just get the green like it’s Notre Dame
I be posted up wit the shooters
She like when I go in deep don’t need a ruler
Drivin’ to the cash like it’s Uber
Wrong one to double cross hallelujah
They pray on my downfall we ain’t playin
Like it’s Windex get to sprayin, we makin it clear
Like a jump ball this shit up in the air
Candy man say my name and I appear
Pop up on niggas they know how it go
Came from the bottom we slept on floor
Now niggas gettin paid off the flow
Straight off the plane then we back on the road, nigga
Jealousy... Envy... Hate

Written by:
Julian Hanlan

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