F£MY - Hating on ME Lyrics

Hmmm hmmm

I am a brilliant person
Them man are fakes i is a different version
And I keep it running for leisure
Can I mention I've been doing it better

I've got to just let them know
That when they play my song the mandem come along and just flex to the flow

Ouu yeah ain't got my bally on me
So my girl ain't gotta worry nah b
I might as well pay for the mandem on me
When I'm up I got the balance on me
In all black I can't be seen on the streets
Hit the club I got ciagas on feet
I don't love no one that's hating on me
Why you hating on mee

Stop being broke that's not gangster
You man are pranksters
Pass me the bludclart transfer
You man are rapped like the chancer
We riding benzes
You man are still jumping fences
Rush your defences
I'm not impressed yet
Knock out your sense if you chat to the feds
Yes this is a message
So please do not text me
I ain't responding so please do not vex me
I'm getting reckless
Your getting nervous
I promise
I'm doing this shit on purpose
I put my girl in Versace
You put your girl in a north face
Your girl isn't worth it
Somebody tell john that I'm the new king of the north race

I came with the sick flow
The man of the people
Imma make it simple
Let's get one thing clear you are not my equal
And I do not fear cause you are not that evil
And I do not care cause I do not mean to
If you screw up here you'll get popped like a pimple
I ain't talking pistol
And if you talk crud you can talk to my fist too
And I do not spud you'll get slapped by a fistful

I'm blissful I'm easy
Believe me
Ain't no one above me
Trust me
God is the only one above me
Only one above me

Ouu yeah ain't got my bally on me
So my girl ain't gotta worry nah b
I might as well pay for the mandem on me
When I'm up I got the balance on me
In all black I can't be seen on the streets
Hit the club I got ciagas on feet
I don't love no one that's hating on me
Why you hating on mee

Too many man wanna ground me like they wan place foot on the man
Too many man wanna beef me like they wan take food from the man
There's too many man wanna doubt me like they wan break free from the man
Too many gal lay around me like they wan take wood from the man
They say hard work pays off I'm working for the money so they better call me money man
Now it's getting hotter and the girls they wanna holla
Cause they know my wrist is colder than a fan

And I do it easily my bruddah please believe
You are not the nigga that I am
And I've been working no days off
So I can tell my Marge to quit her 9-5 and lay off

Bad energy stay far away tell the bad mind people stay off
You need to leave me alone do not call my phone we can kick it like jujitsu
I'm just getting in my zone all you niggas do is Moan always talking bout your issues
But you never put in work when you do it's not enough so your issues just continues

Win pon your win pon your daddy
Watch me mash up your melanin baby
When I see you you better be ready
We go fight like were enemies baby

Say they make bare p's they be chatting a lot of shit
Say they make bare hits, they be missing a lot of
Flow is so deadly I've been killing the melody
They ain't ready they better be
They ain't faking the jealously

Aww yeah

Ouu yeah ain't got my bally on me
So my girl ain't gotta worry nah b
I might as well pay for the mandem on me
When I'm up I got the balance on me
In all black I can't be seen on the streets
Hit the club I got ciagas on feet
I don't love no one that's hating on me
Why you hating on mee

Yeah

Ain't got my bally on me
So my girl ain't gotta worry nah b
I might as well pay for the mandem on me
When I'm up I got the balance on me
In all black I can't be seen on the streets
Hit the club I got ciagas on feet
I don't love no one that's hating on me
Why you hating on mee