Lyrics Hating On Me - MO3

I once saw my cried in the living room
Thank the Lord de ain't look like what we been through
I've been on my grind but I try to keep it cool
If you feeling me then I'm feeling you

Yeah... I've been grinding Iooking for better days
Mama I'm gonna make it just a bit lost in my ways
Tryna make it anyway but still them niggas hate
Pull up with glock 45 niggss start to fade
Fuck the fame I just want the fortune
Needed to make money so I speak with the tunes
Cause I'm metro and I been boomin yeah babe I'm in tune
Still I give the vibe at the same I speak the truth
Never taking breaks keep on moving in
Tryna get the cash tryna make it Big
Yeah I know its tough the life we living in
Tough get tougher but I go hard on it
Fucking in the present like I'm Santa
Gifting all the people with the rap shi like its Christmasi
I remember when they said I wasnt gonna make
Now I'm chilling future bright and still I make the wave
I once saw my cried in the living room
Thank the Lord de ain't look like what we been through
I've been on my grind but I try to keep it cool
If you feeling me then I'm feeling you
If you feeling my nigga then I'm feeling you
Never gonna let it go I'm staying true
Tryna make it rapping you can see it too
So keeping pushing the brand just the way I do
Tryna make it rapping now
Never gonna let you down
I once saw my cried in the living room
Thank the Lord de ain't look like what we been through
I've been on my grind but I try to keep it cool
If you feeling me then I'm feeling you
I'm just tryna make it out see the better days why you hating