I Don’t Hate You Songtext
von CEO Trayle

I almost had a break through
Ima shake it off, gotta shake you
Look at this shit like a loss & I hate you
But bitch I′m the Boss
I just take two
I almost had a break through
Yea, but bitch ima shake you
Like you broke my heart
Bitch ima break you
Coming up with my plan at the Jeju
To myself I be talking to Jesus
Sexy bitch & her eyes a lil hazel
& I'm jaded, I can′t wait to jade you
All this money & power, it made you
Ima bring all of my niggas on stage too
Hit that bitch out the park
C4 Babe Ruth
All this paper I'm getting ain't change me
But I see it, I noticed it changed you
& this bitch tryna give me her pussy


But I told the bitch
"Just bring the brain thru"
Shoot the stick
I don′t need me no aim too
Know that you hate me
Bitch I don′t blame you
Come over with the Big Boss
Ima train you
Commit a few murders, I frame you
Make sure that bitch get the picture
Then frame you
A lioness into the jungle
I tame you
One Zero Eight Zero
You know that's the angle
Maybach curt′
Get the angles
Nigga might hop in the vert
Blow the brain loose
Smoke the thoink
& I talk to my angels
Pop the perc then I fuck for some hours
You can't go out get no money
You coward
Broke niggas round me I won′t allow it
Mojo back like Austin Powers
Niggas know I got super powers
Nigga my troops devour
Nigga if you need proof hop out it
Nigga want smoke my smoke the loudest
I'm making it rain not partly cloudy
Swimming with sharks around me
I just spilled a three-hundred dollar cup
We see the opps, we sparking them up
No fuck niggas, they talking em′ up
When she walk I just look at the butt
I never needed niggas like they a crutch
Fill up the wood & I dump out the guts
Go home, jump in her guts
I'm gone double my dutch
C4 always come in the clutch
I'm rich but I come from the jects′
You don′t want no animosity, plex
I'm the Big Boss, I′m gone step on they neck
One Zero Eight Zero
Throw up the set
Go cash a check
This nigga valid?
I still gotta check
Do it for Rexkless
Long Live Rexk'
You′ll die about my respect
C4, Aretha Franklin my tec
Make sure you bet the house on me every time
Put the tape in the deck
Don't worry, Big C4 gone straighten that next
You know our relationship kinda complex
But ima always be there
You know if you need me just call
I got the cake, ima eat it
I ball
They say that I′m getting greedy
But where was they at
Then nights I wasn't eating
King Cobra, slitherin' scheming
Dump big bows, then go shop at Neimans
I′m Stone Cold Steve Austin breathing
Make me go wake up then demons
Caught you lacking
Better be glad you breathing
Them niggas took everything except your life
Them Fuckin′ heathens
Seen my brother, at his funeral
I didn't wanna see it
Seen my cousin at his funeral
I didn′t wanna see it
I give up all this pape'
Bring TBull back, I fuckin′ mean it
Until then I'm fuckin′ dreaming
Bad ass bitch with me
Her job is sucking semen
Ay double my cup, I'm leaning
Nigga screaming "Wassup"
I'm beaming
Drop that check & it′s up
I′m leaving
& my socks, usually double G's
Told Val & Cory we uppin′ the fees
Professional lawyer I ain't coppin′ no pleas
Louis Vuitton sweatshirt my sleeve
Knew he the bomb
Pop the perc then speed
Can't see his face it′s up under that skiii
This shit a race but C4 in the lead
Balling so hard I should go to the league
I'm smoking too much, my fatigue
Ima grip on her butt when I leave
Ay, ima play in the cut like a band aid
Don't believe in most of it
It′s man made
Big C4, CEO got a fan base?
One wrong move, I caught a damn case
Smooth criminal, making my getaway
No subliminal, say what I got to say
Truck load came in Christmas Day
He only fuckin′ that bitch
Cus he need somewhere to stay
C4 don't play
Make the jakes call for mayday
Ay, you gotta pop off don′t wait
Them Amiri knock off, no skate
Chicago like my second home
Nigga I'm some like Gucci clone
I ain′t tryna bring no hoochie home
C4 run it like Al Capone
I'm tryna collect my shit real fast
After I give out the loan
I ain′t even have to go to no class
To get alot of dough
It's 4