Used To Hate It

[Verse 1]

Yea

Bitches be pressed for paper

Chillin' with my homie sledro

while he ignites the vapor

Life is a bitch and you cannot escape her

Unless you talking suicide

What the fuck you mean that I'm changin'?

Cause I finally gotta little bit of money

and a range in my drive way

With a rattpack smoking on zimbabwe

Crankin' Sinatra that my way

Bitches they love it

Visionary nothin' above it

Get shorties wet when I rub it

Carbon copies they dub it

(Hook)

You used to hate it

Now you love it

Smile in my face?

I think nothin' of it

Yea i'll shake your hand

Kill em' with kindness

Homie this is young Sinatra at his fuckin' finest

You used to hate it

Now you love it

Smile in my face?

I think nothin' of it

Yea i'll shake your hand

Kill em' with kindness

Homie this is young Sinatra at his fuckin' finest

[Verse 2]

Yea

This is for my independent women

that is runnin' shit in high heels

Educated in business but majored in sex appeal

My shorty she gotta

Sportin' gucci louie and Prada

Looking beautiful in it all but I prefer nada

Yea,low maintenance and high scale

Type of shorty that when you get locked up she pay the bail

I used to follow my dreams until I caught up to em'

People talking shit but pay attention to what we doin'

It's never been done

Watch me go platinum just for fun

Far from materialistic but let me stunt son

You know what I be on,

you know where I be at

The proof is within the numbers they slumber but now they react

I got 3 tapes, 0 tolerance one of the greats

Put that shit together and

what you get that's where I'm from

The 301, smoking joints with your girl for fun

Stand strong and never run unless the po go for the gun like

(Hook)

You used to hate it

Now you love it

Smile in my face?

I think nothin' of it

Yea i'll shake your hand

Kill em' with kindness

Homie this is young Sinatra at his fuckin' finest

You used to hate it

Now you love it

Smile in my face?

I think nothin' of it

Yea i'll shake your hand

Kill em' with kindness

Homie this is young Sinatra at his fuckin' finest

[Verse 3]

Yeah

We snatch it like interception

Met the girl of my dreams,

her love resembled inception

Her sign was a leo

Me, her, and music that's the perfect trio

Spanish hunny we met in rio, future lookin cleo

Bitches be braggin

So much money my pants saggin

VMG is up-to-date but these businessmen be lackin'

Eve bit the apple,

steve changed the world

Getting money like zuckerburg,

my bank account is sterol

I am not defined by that in which I do possess

Cause all it takes is riches to get bitches to undress

I need drive in a lady,

not a girl that drive me crazy

Need a girl that don't care if a drive a honda or mercedes

Spit fire like hades,

I infect it like rabies

It's all that, shout out to them 90's babies

Never hesitate to supply the heat

What 6ix produces from his chest,

we call that shit a heartbeat

I'm a king, you fuckas my pawns

Shortcut to the desktop,

I am your newest icon

These bitches they love it,

I truly can't stress it enough

Girl got them daddy problems that's why she be actin tough

Innocent in person,

but in the bed she love it rough

Running away from reality to sniff coke and puff

So, let me get it the second I spit it you know

that I did it all the people wanna come around

They used to hate it,

but now they love the sound

(Hook)

You used to hate it

Now you love it

Smile in my face?

I think nothin' of it

Yea i'll shake your hand

Kill em' with kindness

Homie this is young Sinatra at his fuckin' finest

You used to hate it

Now you love it

Smile in my face?

I think nothin' of it

Yea i'll shake your hand

Kill em' with kindness

Homie this is young Sinatra at his fuckin' finest