Ok i heard a sucker don't Like me
Probably praying the courts will indict me
I just counted a quarter in dubs, might go buy a lil gift for yo' wifey
Tell that bitch get it straight from the source
Why you flex in a whip that ain't yours
Boy we ain't cut from the same cloth, You niggas cant play with my swords
My pop told me jump off the porch, he always on my medulla
He told me to whip it myself, Boy i give a f*ck bout ya Uber
Come from the land of the shooters
West-side' niggas get it in
Stretch a hater in front of his mama crib like Ricky and them
Put my nigga Guttaceo on shoe game bitch
Through G Dragon on my feet i feel like Liu Kang bitch
Burn exotic cuz' i got it by the bouquet
This pew pew pew hit niggas and hoes that shit go both ways bitch
Why The hating? i don't know
You got haters? yea i know
Ain't even made it? But i ain't Broke
Ain't even famous? But i got Dough
I was just trying to stay afloat, They Slept on me f*ck it im woke
Ima pull up on this bike and bring a whole lot of smoke
Where he at? There he go
He got haters? yea I know
I ain't even made it, but i ain't broke
He Ain't even famous, but i got Dough
Why they Hating? I don't know
Mama said thats how it go
So i'm gone pull up on this bike and bring a whole lot of smoke
Now i done bent a couple corners, i done been coast to coast
I might pull up on this Banshee and bring a whole lotta smoke
Boy i been to hell and back in this Fear Of God coat
Hercules Hercules if i ain't him then i'm the goat
Some my niggas play ball, Some my niggas sell dope
I don't do percs but i might mix that purp like two stroke
Niggas hate me yea i know, but thats out of my control
I told my haters baby moms, I cant hit her i need her throat
One of ya homies gonna turn snake
Most of em do on this road to riches
They gone count yo' bag and start hating
And most of the time it be over bitches
Turn my shit up nigga just listen
They gone switch on you don't switch the vision
You can see all of that shit coming real one you just gotta know the physics
If you ain't kicking no game to these young niggas, Sorry we cant kick it
And if you ain't no business man, then mind your Mother f*cking business
Ain't no faking my nigga im live with it
O.G said they gone hate me cus how i'm living
Treat my bitches like bikes and they ride different
If you ain't 1 of the Trill i cant tryna kick it
Why The hating? i don't know
You got haters? yea i know
Ain't even made it? But i ain't Broke
Ain't even famous? But i got Dough
I was just trying to stay afloat, They Slept on me f*ck it im woke
Ima pull up on this bike and bring a whole lot of smoke
Where he at? There he go
He got haters? yea I know
I ain't even made it, but i ain't broke
He Ain't even famous, but i got Dough
Why they Hating? I don't know
Mama said thats how it go
So i'm gone pull up on this bike and bring a whole lot of smoke