They Hate It

They hate us cause they ain't us
And we ain't even famous

You already know just who i be yungpot
You think is all good when betray me
My nigga what the fuck you mean
It's all good though i be chilling 2 deep in a 4 door
No fame but I'm still on the grind though
Don't give a fuck gone head say whatcha won't
Every time you see me i be in my zone
Writing hook after hook million dollar song
You can hate all you won't bitch I'm still on still on still on all ready

They hate us cause they ain't us
And we ain't even famous

That hatin' shit don't bother me
When i see you mad i go harder b
Money motivated ima get mine
Is sad sad how yall acting now
Ion come around i don't stop by
Ion conversate wit you opp opp
Get off ya ass and go get it
Won't a hand out we ain't wit it
We secure the bag like whitney
Neva fall off gone envy
No need for words you see it
Its the grind hoe we need it
Big money hoe ion need ya
You mad hoe you silly
Couldn't fuck wit us if you tried
All american grind i gets mines

They hate us cause they ain't us
And we ain't even famous



Credits
Writer(s): Terrence Parkerson
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