UnoTheActivist - ​hate 4 u lyrics

[UnoTheActivist - ​hate 4 u lyrics]

(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob) uno, I killed it

Had to face my fears married to my dreams
I got the faith from all my peers
Look me inside my eyes and told
Me that you love me dearly
Every time we fucking
You always shedding a tear
My dreams, got married to em'
Everybody that don't want me to live
I'm in my rarest form
Knew it was opps outside I told 'em
"I'm coming out prepared for em"
They ain't wanna come in, know I bury one
And they tell me that time heals
And at the same time they
Telling me time kills
I just need to slow it down
I need some time to build
I'm just tryna' keep it P while
I'm playing in the field


Probably saying, it's just time to kill
When I think about it, it give me chills
Will you wait for me on top of them hills?
Will you wait for me on top of the hill?
Carvin' our name inside of the
Tree like my name was (Yeah)
Carvin' our name inside the tree
Like we Jack and Jill
I'll grab you if I wanna know how you feel
If I say I love you then I mean it
Look passed the pills
Tryna be focused on you and
Be focused on M's
They say my eyes rolling back
See myself within
It ain't no going back so I'm toting the FN
If he went home with money
Then I hope he can swim i need a Billy
His Mandy like my name was Grim (Yeah)
I am not from here
I feel just like Invader Zim (Yeah)
For you, for you i will wait for
I will wait for
Why you putting out my business?
Putting out my business like
I open up briefcase
Tryna' hit my phone just you
Can say some fake i left and came back but
You really never with it
Know you didn't wait
I heard you pulled up to the house
It was too late i already moved into the
House across the lake
You text my phone, like
Do I ever catch a break?
You know the only thing you
Breaking is my heart
Every time we get into it
You say it's my fault
Get it together before we
Tear ourselves apart
And they say it's music, I telling em'
"It's my art" this money comin' in fast
It caught me off guard
And I can only imagine, that go how far
I couldn't give a fuck 'bout your feelings
Not saying sorry
You give a fuck about my feelings, you did
But hardly you told me you was gon' ride
You was gon' be my Harley
The joke is up on you, bitch
This vision not foggy

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