Letra de HATRED
This might (Huh) This might cause an argument after I say this But last night, I called my ex when I was faded (Ah, yeah) And maybe I'm bein' too truthful right now Because every time that you play this It's gon' fill your heart up with hatred (Yeah, ooh-ooh)Okay, mind you, I'm the most hated Talkin' down on me online, but in real life, you know I'm your favorite You were to write me a thank you letter, it'd be long as the motherfuckin' yellow pages And it still wouldn't be enough, I won't take it I used to love you, now I fuckin' hate you It's crazyI used to buy you stilettos and Birkins I don't know why 'cause you wouldn't be here if I was hurtin' I tried to erase you out my mind, all things was fine 'til I closed the curtain I used to look at you like a God, knowin' damn well you an average person I can't deal when you get blacked out like a thick bedroom curtain Lookin' strong on the outside, but the inside of you hurtin' Shit got way too complicated, I just want to moist you out like lotion Do your new man have motion? I heard he be sippin' on green and yellow like he really support OaklandWhen I'm high, I don't like to be social But for you, I did it to get closer I feel sorry for him 'Cause I set the bar real high, yeah, I had you coastal I bossed up on you just like I told you Went to Paris, now I don't even know you Walkin' 'round in this bitch like I owe you Doin' everything that you're supposed toYeah, this might This might cause an argument after I say this, huh But last night, I called my ex when I was faded And maybe I'm bein' too truthful right now Because every time that you play this It's gon' fill your heart up with hatred, I knowI know she saw the pictures of us out in public She hit me like, "Was this all just for nothing?" Trust me, that was a difficult discussion I'm at this party, I don't know nobody And I'm on some shit that is not for consumption Stop tryna argue and make assumptions We could be doing something more productive, uh I take you to Turks, no TSA clearance I'ma show you I'm seriousI get my assistants to handle your errands Grateful for your parents (Uh-huh) When it come to you, no, I'm not sharin' (Uh-huh) I'ma put you so deep in Bottega, get rid of that old shit you was wearin' (Hm) Change your number, your old n- toast (Hm) And I'm obviously doin' the most for you Baby girl, 'cause you deserve it You keep me calm when I'm nervous (Uh-huh) I never second guess making any kind of purchase on you (For sure) I treat you like I'm tryna bribe ya (For sure) Double Cs on your visor (For sure) You're better looking than a model (For sure)Yeah, this might This might cause an argument after I say this, huh But last night, I called my ex when I was faded And maybe I'm bein' too truthful right now Because every time that you play this It's gon' fill your heart up with hatred, I know