Lyrics:

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Hate It Or Love It, I’m a keep doing me, pursing the goals I have to obtain, simple and plain. Blowing by the sky as I get so high, I reach the outer space, on a roll like some butter face. My platter trace back to no stack, just lint. The fam rich but I am bitch in mental rent. I flatter waste on those who don’t deserve it, the nerve and shit to hate on my great plate. I have inside, simple and plain they pimp me mane. Use me for they own good, my grown “could”? I turn to can, man and I do it. You ain’t bitching me, I’m itching to be top unit.

Now hate it or love it, the underdog’s on top. And I’m gon’ shine like 50 Cent when I pop. A nifty bent dream to make it, I can’t go and fake shit, I gotta do it my way, mother fuck what y’all say.

Now hate it or love it, the underdog’s on top. And I’m gon’ shine like 50 Cent when I pop. A nifty bent dream to make it, I can’t go and fake shit, I gotta do it my way, mother fuck what y’all say.

Uh, and these dreams I gotta keep up, deep stuff on my mind, paradise in various, kind, man, get wit’ the plan. Find yourself deep down, peep ground where you stand. You the man, they hand you a certain deck. Now go figure it out, no doubt I’m hurtin’, check! I wreck, my mental credential, when I been like this, my mic is seeing same. Get out of it, I doubt the shit will ever stay, you doing this your way, A maybe today. You’ll blow, sho’ stroll down that aisle, or then again my friend I just want an end to broken style. So I gotta say, saying ain’t enough. Better days ahead, I promise that, no bluff.

Now hate it or love it, the underdog’s on top. And I’m gon’ shine like 50 Cent when I pop. A nifty bent dream to make it, I can’t go and fake shit, I gotta do it my way, mother fuck what y’all say.

Now hate it or love it, the underdog’s on top. And I’m gon’ shine like 50 Cent when I pop. A nifty bent dream to make it, I can’t go and fake shit, I gotta do it my way, mother fuck what y’all say.

Uh, this lifestyle of mine. Mischievous, I feel this, ill skill divine. It gon’ get me places, but wait this is a trap. The rap is not for me, it’s gon’ get gory. I cap, I’m a sap, but I know deep down. I gotta write a lotta shit I get right, or wrong in song cause for those like me, who mic be on E, know we can keep go. Fo’ … sho’ … yeah. Shout out to 0lim on the beat … and gro1goth too. YEAH!

H.I.O.L.I. On A Different Beat (Prod. 0lim & gro1goth)

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