Trae Tha Truth, Charlie Berry - Wanna See Me Gone lyrics

I know a lot of haters, wanna see me gone
But I think, you better move on
If you wanna plex, then let's get it on
But I think, you better move on

Now that I'm grinding
I know a lot of hatas wanna see me gone
But I know they need to be moving on
Somebody done told em wrong
About this Dirty 3rd block bleeder
Who on the block full time
And now he got out of lock down
From coming out of hard times
A hundred percent with raw rhymes
Never ever will I let them fade me
You better come with another raw plan
Cause grinding in my blood baby
And it ain't no switching up the game
Either way I'm gon get mine
Somebody, better get up out the throne
Cause that seat right there, finna be mine
I'm coming for the crown
So y'all better lay it down
I've been here from the jump
And when y'all leave I'ma still be around
Y'all ain't messing with Trae
I'm too hard to play with you cats
Coming at me sideways
I will run back and lean on you cats
You don't wanna take it to that other place
In these streets I'm forever safe
It's my turn so you better wait
All you niggas get up out my space
'Fore I get to tripping
I don't trust none of you haters
And fuck a friend I throw the deuce
Ain't no seeing you later

I know the key to the city make it
And knowing you could never take it
Better get out the way, when Trae come out
And get a hell of a Guerilla, under rated
Never operated, now I'm coming with it
When I spit
You know ain't no fucking with it
If you want it
I'm telling you come and get it
Everytime I come out, you fin to feel it
Ain't no way
That I'm fin to give up what I got
It's been a long time, to get on top
Knowing my pain, it's never gon stop
It really don't matter
Because it got me hot
And that's how I take it
My foot on the gas full speed
Myself is all I need
I gotta provide to feed my seed
And if you think of stopping that
I'm letting you know, I ain't having that
I'm running right through you
To leave you flat
I gotta get paid, and that be that
Cause I'm a gladiator
Renegator out the gutter
And living it, made me tougher
Hard times, done made me rougher
I guess that's what it is
That turned me out to be a man
I guess my hustle had me
Keeping cash off in my hand
My older brother showed me
How to be everything that I am
And now I'm grinding everyday
I gotta ride for the fam

It's on the real
These niggas don't want no drama with Trae
They wanna bump in they place
So I stepped up in the game
Now they running away
If they wanted to see me
They wouldn't stop till they find me
I can handle my bidness one on one
And now I'm leaving not one
Of my niggas behind me
Cause I can hold my own
The belt I'm fin to be taking home
Undisputed and known
To make a nigga wanna going on
And find another occupation
The rap game ain't for fake
A few of the real niggas still free
That don't give a damn about your hate

Everyday seems like they try
To stop my grind, everyday they sit and pray
Everyday, go away