Hate You

It’s 2025 and I'm still here, Mera koi nahi type, main hoon all in. Uski yaadein mere liye poison, Kaise bolu tujhe chahta for real. I was tryin’ my hard just to save you, Bitch you forced me hard just to hate you. She’s calling on my phone when it’s too late, I got fuking tired just to face you. Verse (Yung Ady): For real, for real baby I’m dying. 2 saal pehle karta bawe crime. Bitches maange bawe mera time. She suck my d, I’m snotting on these lines. Bridge: Face you… ha ha ha face you, face you. Hate you… ha ha ha hate you, hate you. It feel like, it feel like, another life. Sunta main Carti ko, rather lie. Area mein chalti hai trapin’ life. My shooters callin’ me homiide. Music ke liye kare hain sacrifices. I’m with my homies when the sun is rising. Nahi dekhu genre, bawe ghus jaata hoon nicely. Aur ye jantu rapper lete mujhko lightly. Ion give no fucks, no type beat. Mujhe pasand rehna pure geek. Jaise Carti — I AM MUSIC. Meri bestie use sab kare hit. Mere rhymes khule bruh, bohot deep. Maine sune saare real artists. Brainwash kare meri side chick. Teri soch jaise tere chhote tits. Juice WRLD RIP, Juice WRLD RIP. I swear on my bih, I swear on my bitch.