Haters

Haters
Haters everywhere
They just mad cuz they ain't make it in the air

See I said a lot of things, and none of it's made up
I'm just living out my dreams, now they want me to wake up
So we light a lot of green, cuz as soon as I blaze up
We don't care for anything, from them niggas who hate us
See I'm just doing what I love to do
And secretly they only mad because they love it too
Plus I'm out here doing everything you wanted to
I take a pic and I post it right in front of you
Oh you mad huh, well I post the shit for your likes
I just post it cuz it's real life
They know it's milez on the mic cuz it feel right
And all these other rappers snakes or they eel like

Haters
Haters everywhere
They just mad cuz they ain't make it in the air
Haters
Hating on sky limit
They just mad cuz none of them is authentic

See I seen your type before, so I know how to move
Thru that pac man maze, I turn the ghost into food
So if no publicity is bad
Y'all can keep hatin on me while I'm stacking my bag
At the eagles game I laugh with my dad
So unbothered by your ranting In fact
I made a whole track it's no accident that
You feel some type of way when you playin it back
It's like they layin a trap
But couldn't fool me with that
All your friends are dead by the time my uzi attack
You niggas all ass, gluteus max
Catchin charges on your raps about moving them packs
Well at least you kept it real, but snitched on your self
Them other hatin ass niggas never speak about self

Haters
Hatin on sky limit
They just mad cuz none of them is authentic



Credits
Writer(s): Glen Pantoja Fulgencia
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