My Style

Haters always wanna talk
Always wanna bump
Always talking loud with their junk
Haters
Wanna steal my style
About to get wild
About to call the gang right now
Can't hang with no fake oh nah
Got too much at stake oh yeah
I ain't no snake nah nah
I always keep it real oh yeah

How you up in my face
Calling me friend but
then talk behind my back
So spoke to so many people
I know your kind
And I'm not too fond of that
Chase after you
Pfft please
I'm not a running back
I put you on game
Give you controls because there ain't a code for that
I am one of a kind
Special edition
They don't make enough of me
But one of these days
You would look back on this
And it will be hard to believe
Let's make a wager
Who do it better you or me
I gave you so many chances
Now you can't be apart of the team yeah

Haters always wanna talk
Always wanna bump
Always talking loud with their junk
Haters
Wanna steal my style
About to get wild
About to call the gang right now
Can't hang with no fake oh nah
Got too much at stake oh yeah
I ain't no snake nah nah
I always keep it real oh yeah

I got haters be talking down on me
For so long I can't really remember
I just hit up the gang and I drop them one name and we show you not a contender
I'm way better
I'm paid better
Other rappers Mcgregor
I'm Mayweather
Im hot like Dubai in July and
It's funny you beefin with me
But you barely hit May's weather
That's okay though
I stack up my bank rolls
Ice all in my veins hoe
Can't not hang with snakes though
Okay
I stack up my bank rolls
Ice all in my veins hoe
Can't not hang with snakes though

Haters always wanna talk
Always wanna bump
Always talking loud with their junk
Haters
Wanna steal my style
About to get wild
About to call the gang right now
Can't hang with no fake oh nah
Got too much at stake oh yeah
I ain't no snake nah nah
I always keep it real oh yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Arbie Nickerson
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