Hatred in my ear, uh

Hatred in my ear, they wanna take it there
I been countin' dough, so I'ma throw it in the air
Steppin' on some toes, so, no, I ain't playin' fair
I ain't hear a word from niggas, on my soul, when I was movin' through the field
Don't ever cross the real
'Cause once you jump that fence, you can't ever make amends
My dogs and all my kids, they around till the end, so they the fuck would I need friends?

They say pressure bust pipes, what? Niggas fold up and squeal
How you preachin' to a G, but to yourself, you ain't real?
How you got work for me and you ain't finger fucked a mil'?
I ain't doin' shit for free, so your two cents, I can't hear it
I been ballin' for so long, it's time to get my roll on
Nigga likes me, so they test me, but they still get stole on
If it's niggas in this section, just make sure they got they pole on 'em
If it's bitches, then don't sweat it, bring 'em in like it's a cold summer
Watch how I pull off in the redrum
That's what I call the Ghost when we go ghost when the feds come
Kings'll make a toast, pawns'll scrape for breadcrumbs
I'ma hold my thirty-round drum 'cause I hear

Hatred in my ear, they wanna take it there
I been countin' dough, so I'ma throw it in the air
Steppin' on some toes, so, no, I ain't playin' fair
I ain't hear a word from niggas, on my soul, when I was movin' through the field
Don't ever cross the real
'Cause once you jump that fence, you can't ever make amends
My dogs and all my kids, they around till the end, so they the fuck would I need friends? (No friends, no fiends)

No friends, nah