Hatin'

These niggas be hating
I swear that shit make me mad
But I gotta get to the bag
And boost up my swag
You know that huey the tag
And I wear that shit like a flag
These niggas is rats
Imma cook up inna lab
Till billy come through wit a stack
You need to relax
U trying ignore all the facts
But I run this shit like a track
I'm busting her down
I make my money for Jax
So I gotta get to these racks
I'm 60k
Nigga Just look at my stats
I'm the qb you a back
Do whatever I say
Cuz I'm on my Way outta the trap
Without selling coke I just rap
I'm on ya map
This is not Dora the explorer
You know they find out where u at

I'm fresh out the gate I know these niggas is fake and I see the vibes that they snakes
Cleaning my plate they think it's sweet like it's cake but I think u know u ain't safe
All gas no breaks I cannot fuck wit da jakes they trynna give my bro a case
So they outta place we on the way top Lor nigga u know that you late
Fuck being average I'm great
Know that these niggas trynna steer my direction
I say fuck outta here nigga I'm straight
Get the fuck out my face
You ont know nothing about me
So don't try to talk about traits
Stop clocking my pace I'm trynna be bigger than drake and make it right outta my state

Go big or home I got this shit on my own
So I'm trynna get to the throne and be on it long
I'm never going give up cuz I got this shit off the dome
Stop calling my phone if you are not trynna make moves then you needa leave me alone
And I'm coming strong hope that we ballin forever even when a nigga gone
And that's word to bone
These niggas injury prone so I know that can't last long
And I'm on go for all of my bros that was there even when they in the wrong
Harder than stone immma be dripped in vlone cuz imma blow off of these songs
And that's on gang if you wasn't there at the bottom then don't try to come out and hang



Credits
Writer(s): William Jennings
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