Loved By Few Hated By Many - Lil Keke

Young Don, it’s been a long time man

Loved by few that’s right, get your money man

Hated by so many, Southside C.M.G., one time

Made a lot of wrong turns, cause the road was dark

When the money all gone, it’s just pride and heart

Understanding is the key, but niggas don’t understand

At the end of the day, my brother you’re still a man

Smile for me, my homie smile for me

People acting like I owe em, and that’s why to me

I got love for my boys, my niggas we all grown

I can’t kick it like I use to, my family is sitting home

I speak with the truth, it’s foremost and formal

Welcome to my world, where the stress is normal

My life in trying to grind, is difficult I ain’t lying

I don’t know where I would be, without the weed sometimes

Respect my mind, and I’ll respect your game

Keep it real in the field, my nigga I’ll do the same

The grease on the ground, they waiting for me to fall

Just call it what you want, cause I can’t please 'em all

I came from the bottom to get it, this what I got

I’m sticking to the plan my man, like it or not

Enemies with greed and foes, I got plenty

I’m loved by few, but hated by so many

You don’t like me for this, you don’t like me for that

They don’t like me cause I’m rich, they don’t like me cause I’m black what

It’s my life, I can’t change everyday

I done traveled so far, and it’s still a long way

Sometimes keeping it real, will get you left behind

Sometimes keeping it real, will have you signed for time

Use to think for the streets, then react with my gun

Was a young black man, now I’m trying to raise one

The good die fast, the devil he work slow

How you gon hate a man, that you barely even know

I look the other way, turn my head

Instead, they’d rather see me broke or even dead

I ain’t scared, even though the game is deep

Niggas steady doing dirt, like the Lord asleep

I’ma sit back be me, and try to do what I do

Cause it’s one thang for sho mayn, I’m loved by few

My loyalty is true, I’m trying to pull us through

But trying to be a rap star, ain’t nothing easy to do

What you getting out your life, man it’s all on you

And today’s hustle game, it’s just so brand new

Inhale exhale, grab the pen and paint it

Find a nitch in the game, you hold and maintain it

Mama fainted, she cried when she heard the news

Baby boy signed a deal, guess he paid his dues

For the spectators, it was sooner or later

Skater, don’t cost you nothing to be a hater

I came from the bottom, but the bottom too crowded

Map to the top, packed up and rerouted

Fam on the line, so my blood is expected

Mash right pass, till you boys respect it

A seven figga nigga, all the way from a penny

I was loved by few, I was hated by many