Nino Man

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Nino Man – I Hate You (feat. Jadakiss)

[Verse 1]
This is hard work and dedication
Fuck love I like em better hating
Told me wait my turn but I was never patient
This lifestyle is crazy
I need some medication
And that’s the glue of the cookies
If I can’t smoke in your club, don’t try to book me
I toured the world with kiss
I’m not a rookie
I’m in a class by myself
Ya’ll played hooky
They like Nino Man why the fuck you ain’t blow yet
I said I don’t know b
Guess they don’t know yet
But timing is everything
I bet you imma go next
This still the beginning
They ain’t even see the glow yet
But the real show me my love
They say I’m popping
Reason why I know imma make it
Cuz I ain’t stopping
Niggas keep on talking that jazz but I ain’t stopping
Always keep my foot on that gas so I ain’t flopping
Everything I got in life I had to work hard for it
Know I had to drive I just couldn’t find that car door
I was tryna get it, moms wanted me in job core
That’s the main reason why I had to get on my job more
Cut a couple off now I’m funny
I just got tired of having friends cuz I got money
I got tired of having friends cuz of cars and when they need it
It’s fucked up people only your friends when it’s convenient
I want real love, it’s too many that’s pretending
Fuck with me for me not just when you see me winning
But I’m on a wave they say it’s taking forever
Remember one thing, better late than never

[Verse 2]
It’s crazy how your fans will stress you cuz they waiting
Crazier how they know you successful
Your mans hating
But wait, that’s all deception
May believe what they see, that’s all perception
Loyalty is like Wi-fi, poor connection
I just want the lord to bless them
From the seniors to all the freshman
Lox is like the X-Men
To all federal and state corrections
What you better do is take your blessings
Still can’t escape your lessons
Still got to make your weapons
First try then try more
Team player and I ain’t got to have the high score
I was taught to knock off the work
Then buy more
I know it got to hurt to die poor
They say life is what you make of it
The squares in your circle will always fuck up the shape of it
When the hating is blatant just for the sake of it
They try to get the god on some satan shit
Ain’t nothing popping alive
Niggas make it lit
Money is precious, time is sacred
Imma be great forever
Better late than never
Better late than never
Better late than never

Nino Man – I Dubbed You letras

[Verse 1:]
Everybody wanna be a star
I don’t see none of these niggas going hard
That’s why I won’t compare myself to y’all
Living like a boss still on my fucking job
I been had the drive without the cars
I been sending shots without the bars
I been on my shit with the broads, soon as I fuck get the fuck outta dodge
Matter fact I’m boutta speak up to these niggas
Ready or not I’m boutta creep up on these niggas
I can’t believe it they was sleeping on a nigga but it made it so easy for me to sneak up on these niggas (juuhurd)
Now I’m here, going all out and progressing
I don’t take shit for granted, I’m counting my blessings
I curved club nights so I could lock in these sessions
Going in, mad songs getting knocked out in seconds
This is what I do, ain’t shit gonna distract me
I even had a couples niggas tryna attack me
That’s why I keep a goon with me that’s ready to clap heat
Shit ain’t adding up now they wanna subtract me
Cause I’m the truth, outside in groups, ride in coups
Don’t even tie my boots
I’m living, I’ll never be as foul as you
That’s why I’m shitting on you niggas like my bowels is loose
I’m grinding, so I’m guaranteed to get on, lames gotta get left when you tryna get right
Niggas be quick to tell you would you did wrong, but they would hesitate to tell you what you did right
They talk so much shit, a motherfucker is heartless
No matter what, they gonna talk about you regardless
When I read the comments, they say I’m the hardest
Other rappers just littering, putting out garbage
I’m far from the average, all of this is classic
Couple years from now yall gonna see this is and blast this
I’m never gonna stop until yall see me established
So you don’t need Facebook to check a nigga status
Niggas didn’t think Nino Man was gonna pop
Niggas say they happy for me but they just shocked
I was growing up looking bad, no guap, no jewels, no rocks, old shoes, no socks
Just me and my niggas
Tryna follow our dreams
Didn’t happen over night so we started following feinds
Bagging up dimes, selling bottles they need
Tryna get that fast buck, by tomorrow then breeze
But it didn’t happen like that
Wasn’t on the right track
Life was throwing jabs at me, so I had to fight back
Trapping was all I knew, but I knew I like rap
So I had to focus cause it’s something that I’m nice at
I know it’s gonna happen
I gotta be patient
I know Imma make it
You can’t rush greatness
The game that I chose it done put me in the matrix
So outta this fucking world I think I need a spaceship
Got this bad joint that be throwing me the panties
Till I got her pregnant now shawty can’t stand me
Fantasizing talking bout we gon raise a family
She said “we need a plan”
I said ” you right, get a plan B”
That’s only gonna slow me up
I make music so you know wassup
I ain’t gonna hold you up
It’s funny cause these bitches already know this stuff
These bitches wanna get wifed and they know they sluts
But I’m ten steps ahead, I don’t love these bitches
I just run a train on them and stay in tunnel vision
Look I just keep my eyes on the money and tell that bitch “curve I ain’t got time for you hunny”
Cause I set my goals high, You should already know I
On my block its so live, People call us low lives
In the hood 24/7 with them o-lies
Polo tee, fresh J’s on with some o-lies
See me conversate with a bitch ? Then Imma bone’na
Spanish bitch wanted the D I told her tomar
You ain’t gotta look for a nigga I’m the cor’na
Eyes dumb red from smoking that marijua’na
I don’t sugarcoat nothin this the real me
I talk nothing but facts this why the feel me
The fake niggas mad now they wanna kill me
Shit looking fishy and these nights tryna reel me
In like a fishing rod
That’s why I spit this hard
If my niggas sense some odd shit
You getting sent to God
I’m about living large, outside whipping cars
Cash counting, hitting broads
Mad loud ,big cigars
Im from Harlem so I stay fly nigga
I be wildin on Lenox with my A-hi niggas
I be grinding non-stop don’t let a day by nigga
You said my mans taking bout me, then that ain’t my nigga
If a nigga hate me then I hate you
And stop using real quotes if it ain’t you
And stop saying true story of it ain’t true
And never trust a nigga that be wearing fake Tru’s (juuhurd)