Da Hated

[Verse 1: Vado]

Fuck duckin' drug enforcement

Tryna turn my niggas to Doug Morrises

Put 'em in position, become bosses

Writings on the wall, when spittin' I hung portraits

Waves spinnin', I'm dumb nauseous

If you got a few sittin' I want more of it

Never take the first number the judge offers

I'm in the Gucci store right under the Trump office

Are you living or you existin'?

Gotta start living, can't be resistant

No matter how you get it just be persistent

Consistent, from not become a statistic

Realistic, no lie

I'm at these niggas necks and I'm gifted, bow tie

Claimin' you the best, what you sniffin'? Bro high

Sugar Ray Leonard, it be hittin' like no mas, hah

Shame on a nigga, they tryna run game on a nigga

Like I ain't learn the game from a nigga

Ready to cock back and aim on a nigga

Droppin' the top back in the rain on a nigga

Rims bendin' the corners, bad bitches is on us

Breakin' day with the hittas, hit dirty kitchen in the morning

Breakin' haze in the swisher, that piff be havin' me yawnin'

Niggas claiming they with you, until it's rainin' and stormin'

That fake shit, smile up in your face shit

Get around niggas and always sayin' some hate shit

How you been eatin'? Ain't never hand 'em a plate shit

Always see you speedin', up down the block in the spaceship

Hoodie on, BAPE fit, my blood on his ape shit

Clip will go bananas on any tree that he shake with

Feds in the cameras, they tryna peep every payment

Move like Sopranos we only speak in the basement

Check my bank statements, while I stay patient

Niggas ain't playin', be careful who you play with

Huh, you think shit a game

Got stopped by Police, gave a different name

Had my OG give me different game

Before my face was on the piece of a nigga chain

Wish y'all could feel a nigga pain

Climbin' out the hole like the nigga Bane

Got a condo, a crib in Wayne

Nothing around but mansions, got me feeling strange

[Verse 2: Dave East]

Born crazy, late 80's and I'm still insane

From the streets, if you listen closely you can hear the train

My man got me vexed like fuck a friendship

Throw 80 at a nigga Mercedes and watch the Benz flip

My coach told me I was a loser and wouldn't win shit

Now I got twin chicks on my dick beggin' to french kiss

Still got my GemStar, deflate all that gym shit

Buck fifty work your face out, permanent grin shit

I used to keep a negative vibe, was on some Grinch shit

Skimp a lil work off the top, I used to pinch shit

Uh, I just got off a jail call, an hour long

Feds be listening so we kickin' it with the shower on

These niggas acid, I'm cocaine in powder form

Watch his body drop, then we pulled off knockin' Quiet Storm

Yellow butter soft, I'm feelin' like Ike Love

Everybody pull up with choppers, shit like a bike club

Lately I just come up with this shit, ain't gotta write much

I'm focused, niggas with no direction'll fuck your life up

It's orchestrated, how the fuck these niggas afford to hate it?

Smoke with the dead, I might walk inside a morgue and blaze it

These are scriptures, all my verses are more than sacred

It's levels to this, you ain't never heard no Porches racin'

You ain't never been 'round no bitches that's more than basic

The coke weak, don't trust the plug, then you oughta taste it

Put it on your gum, see how quick it numb

Your bitch stressed, she keep tellin' me 'bout how quick you cum

When I think of the illest, I figure Big and Pun

Put a fork in him, this nigga done, go get a gun

Fightin' ain't like you, confused, why would they hype you?

Nigga you Ron Harper, out here actin' like Michael

This what the life do, my past women spiteful

But fuck it, we got baking soda, let's see what this ice do

My man he just got his house I'm 'bout to send a kite through

Don't come around, I ain't invite you

I used to do Mauri gators, them shits will bite you

Don't nobody touch no money 'til the dice move

Just keep it tall, your mans sit and you see his call

Bitches talkin' bout Dave East from London to Edenwald

I ain't scared of death, when I sleep, me and the Reaper talk

Fresh out public housin', this life is better than we'd a thought

I want you off this Earth then we don't need to talk

Same rules apply, baby, she ain't fuckin' then she can walk