Angel Haze

Angel Haze - Shit I Don't Like songtekst

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[Intro:]
It's Young Gypsy in this bitch
I don't like
There's a lotta shit in this fuck ass world that I 
don't like
But, you know. Angel Haze
[Verse:]
Look, fuck all these bitch ass niggas and these bitch 
ass bitches, don't fuck with these trick ass niggas
Always wanna talk about your whips and a bitch and how 
he quick to click, clack, hit that trigger
None of y'all niggas fit in that picture, only shit you 
smoke is in that swisher
Talk about your scene where you been for the sales and 
the green and I mean all that shit that figures
Always seem to wonder how it gets that way. How living 
a lie becomes the shit that pays
How the wonder of the color for a stupid motherfucker 
and it never really enough until it gets that grey
Black is perilous, it's just that shade
Hold up nigga, drop my beat
How the fuck you live in a world where ever since birth 
you were meant to not succeed?
Idolizing niggas that will die behind a nigga that was 
lied to a nigga that will not succeed
Idolizing bitches that will rely to other bitches that 
pretend about their shit, but did not succeed
I'm simply an informant the cycle of the garn that was 
introduced by some niggas that you should not believe
Basically, all the niggas you look up to looked up to a 
nigga that did not succeed
Anyway, I'm ham on these motherfuckers
Stomping on their face, toejam on these motherfuckers
Get me mad enough, I'll cloak and dagger up. Say 
church, amen, lay hands on these motherfuckers
All I do is talk that real shit, no really, I'm 'bout 
that real shit
Walk up in the spot, bitches fiend for my presence 
cause they've never felt the essence of a real bitch
Whoop, whoop, real bitch. Whoop, whoop, real shit
I'm out here on that trill shit, flow wetter than some 
seal lips
I'm in this bitch like all day, fuck these bitches like 
always
Ain't one bitch out that can step to the kid
I'll kill them and have them drawn like palm frames
Shook ones, I know that you shook son
I see you eating at your card like a book worm
Jealous ones fucking envy, good and fucking plenty
A hating ass bitch is some shit I don't like and I 
ain't got that in me
In me, I ain't got that in me
I don't need no friends, ho. I'm not fucking friendly
I don't fuck around ho, I get ratchet quickly
Bitches, not out here fucking with me
Weak ass bitches that's out in the world and I don't 
like that plenty
Funny. I don't like you anyway
You fucking suck, I'll murder you like any day
Bitch, fuck off
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