The Hate Stacked Against Me Lyrics

The hate stacked against me i can see it in my rearview

A nigga shed a tear or two I'm living thug spiritual

A maze in these in these dark days clouds turn to rain

I'm feelin joy turn to pain its depression on my brain

The hate stacked against me i can see it in my rearview

A nigga shed a tear or two I'm living thug spiritual

A maze in these in these dark days clouds turn to rain

I'm feelin joy turn to pain its depression on my brain

They ask me what my life like tell 'em kill or be killed nigga

Is he fake or is he real wit ya' my pain paint a perfect picture

Thuggin' through these dark days wishing for the good times

The thuggin' in the hood times the flippin' and the juug times

Chicko in the navigator fuck a felony the judges couldn't separate us

Fuck yo' schools cuz the teacher couldn't educate us

The preacher selling dope none of 'em could elevate us

It's all just a sick game that we playin' in

Gucci shoes Gucci socks for the early graves that my niggas laying in

My big homie he got thirty years Instagram will never see it i shed thirty tears

Racist judge tell the jury bitch I'm just a man

Trying to take me from my family for a hand to hand

Gram for gram I'm the dopest nigga out chea

I'm standing on my words nigga ain't no couch here I'm rock solid nigga

The hate stacked against me i can see it in my rearview

A nigga shed a tear or two I'm living thug spiritual

A maze in these in these dark days clouds turn to rain

I'm feelin joy turn to pain its depression on my brain

The hate stacked against me i can see it in my rearview

A nigga shed a tear or two I'm living thug spiritual

A maze in these in these dark days clouds turn to rain

I'm feelin joy turn to pain its depression on my brain

The hate stacked against me i can see it in my rearview

A nigga shed a tear or two I'm living thug spiritual

A maze in these in these dark days clouds turn to rain

I'm feelin joy turn to pain its depression on my brain

The hate stacked against me i can see it in my rearview

A nigga shed a tear or two I'm living thug spiritual

A maze in these in these dark days clouds turn to rain

I'm feelin joy turn to pain its depression on my brain