Emblem3 - Morrison (The One You Love To Hate) Lyrics

It's rockstar shitLike Morrison pulled off of the stage by the pigsI'm the one you love to hate ain't nothing about me changed, noIf you don't like it you can stay at homeJust me and my rockstar cliqueFront row cutie with the right kinda thickShirt pulled all the way up, I couldn't miss itBring it to the bus, pump it like the piston, yeahStarted in New York, we always sell it outThen it's Philly filled the tank we ballin' southCan't wait 'til Miami where it's always hotBet that shock value on you cost a lot wrapped up in some frozen rocksTurn the festival into a riotI'm above the law go head and call a copSaid after the show she got the perfect spotGuess her sugar daddies got a fuckin' yachtCar is on the way security is locked, backseat I'm gettin' topSaid you wanna ride to the Dallas showSaid that you can start right here right now and show me how you rollShow me how you roll, show me how you rollShades on my eyes feeling super coolShade on the keyboard when they see me act a foolBut it don't phase me when they trollIt's rockstar shitLike Morrison pulled off of the stage by the pigsI'm the one you love to hate, ain't nothing about me changed, noIf you don't like it you can stay at homeJust me and my rockstar cliqueFront row cutie with the right kinda thickShirt pulled all the way upI couldn't miss itBring it to the bus, pump it like the piston, yeahIt's rockstar shitI'm the one you love to hate, ain't nothing about me changed, noIf you don't like it you can stay at homeSparkin up a stogie, smokin' up the clubPromoter is my homie, he don't give a fuckScopin' out the baddest, she out in the cutGuess I'm just a sucker for that bubble buttWhy's everybody always tryna give me some yay?Eighty bucks a G, I hope it's pure, now lemme tasteSorry bud, I think it's cut with something lookin' lacedWay too speedy, got rocks in the bagIf I'm gone do a bump, I'd rather hit the KThat shit hit harder than a fist to the faceWay too deadly when they try to keep my paceHow you still standing bro you seemin' unfazed?I been rockin' like this since eighth gradeLeaned back pullin' it straight from the greyHands on the wheel A/C blowin' coolLike I said before "No regrets" is my only ruleI'm the one you love to hateAin't nothing 'bout me changed, noIf you don't like it you can stay at homeIt's rockstar shitShirt pulled all the way upI couldn't miss it brought her to the busPump it like a piston, yeahIt's rockstar shitIt's rockstar shitIf you don't like it you can stay at home