Tory Lanez - Hate Me On The Low / The Suggestion lyrics

[Verse 1:] Little n***a here but I came from a whole lot Say I don't give a f** if you hating n***a hold up Man, all ya'll n***as sold out And I think still it's amazing I got n***as f**ing with me, I know b**hes that do too Yeah, that salt around my city ask them b**hes that you knew I'm gonna always judge a n***a by the b**hes that you choose Yeah, I keep my circle tight, but all them mothaf**a's (loose) Two cups full of henny for some n***as that uh f** around With some bad b**hes that we couldn't f** with, back when we didn't have fast whips, and the money around with us (aw) I know they gonna hate, tell them mothaf**ing n***as don't hate it I sound like give me space cause a mothaf**er n***a so faded And why the f** you trying to play me, say you f**ing with me when I know you f**ing shady That kirk on, that whip playing, a little purp blowing that swiss chaining n***as hating on me, they snaking on me, I'm just sayin sponsored links [Hook:] I thought you were my friend, my friend, my friend It turned out you pretend, pretend, pretend (hate me on the low) How could you hate me on the low? And I'm like damn, damn, damn Ain't no way you can be my n***a or my friend (hate me on the low) How could you hate me on the low? [Verse 2:] Tints all on my benzo, black tuck in that blue thing I'm like what the f** I need friends fo' Always there when I got bread, never around when these heads low f** you when that money come, and don't never ask for no cents ho' It's too much b**hes here, too much hoes to f**, too much liquor sh**, b**h I'm throwed as f** They got so much hate, I got so much love, I can't even f** with these n***as, no Old friends I don't f** with no more They be all on my dick and so Who the f** is back there, bunch a fake a** n***as that be trying to act serious And as lame as that there, treat me different like I wasn't the same last year It's plain as black hair, ya'll n***as be hating in that there, With some lame sh**, I'm trying to get paid like that there, n***as hatin I just wanted my change like cashier [Hook:] I thought you were my friend, my friend, my friend It turned out you pretend, pretend, pretend (hate me on the low) How could you hate me on the low? And I'm like damn, damn, damn Ain't no way that you can be my n***a or my friend (hate me on the low) How could you hate me on the low? These n***as hate on the low They wanna shake me for it all What's won is won These n***as hate on the low Act like your homie but behind yo back they sow Me, I'm just a fly guy Lookin for a lady Someone better help me up And drop it over from me Hope you don't take it wrong girl You drivin a n***a crazy And I just gotta know girl Before you're f**in different f**in different... f**in different... f**in different...