Blind Side

[Hook: Sweet] You don't wanna see me shine So I know you don't respect my grind Who let these haters on the inside? Tell me how could I have been so blind? [Verse: Deante' Hitchcock] Look If that hate ain't from your heart then I don't fuckin' want it If that love ain't from your soul then I don't fuckin' want it If you ain't tryna get it now then I don't fuckin' see ya If she don't love me while I'm down then I don't fuckin' need her We on the come up here and now, baby, that ain't no secret They been sleep, I been chasing a dream Know it seem like with all this weight on my shoulders I fold or throw in the towel But losing ain't never been my type of thing I'm a king, nigga, recognize it Running shit, I feel like I'm exercising Swear that it's gon take more than Alex Trebek to jeopardize this shit that we been workin' on Me and my niggas next in line, and I'm up here testifying, Pastor Kerney Thomas in the pulpit Matador flow, dodging the bullshit It's just a warning shot, GOOD ain't even the full clip I'm on some movie shit, out here livin' faster and furious I'm tryna fuck up the movement, right now it's ludicrious Homie, I know some folks and some places that hated on us on some numerous occassions Man I been waitin' for a long long time to see the looks on they faces Underplanned and estimated I guess there's a lesson, ain't it? You live and you learn Small timers, I got bigger concerns All them niggas stuck in the city and we moving Guess you only make it far as all the bridges you burn Boy if there's one thing I learned about the tables is they always can turn (straight up) It's fair warning, Steph Curry meets Air Jordan Moving through the city like a bad doorman Niggas waisting time, I just can't afford it I been spending mine on these damn recordings Tryna get my cousins out them damn apartments Life ain't what we thought it was, them bitches scandalous And niggas that you grew up with ain't them niggas you standing with And when you think you can't be touched on some MC Hammer shit Them hammers hit, now your dreams splattered across the canvases Cause niggas jealous [Hook: Sweet] You don't wanna see me shine All cause niggas jealous So I know you don't respect my grind Who let these haters on the inside? Tell me how could I have been so blind? Tell me how could I have been so blind? [Outro: Sweet & Deante Hitchcock] You don't wanna see me shine So I know you don't respect my grind If that love ain't from your soul then I don't fuckin' want it