Bye Haters
These haters think they know me
They lie and say we homies
They always acting like we are friends
But they all look so dumb
They as fake as people come
I'm so sick of playing pretend
Say bye to my haters, I been on my grind, so I'll have to catch you later
Sort of like a skater, I been chasing paper, just got paid, someone tell the waiter, ayy
That we need another bottle, every day feel like I hit the lotto
I ain't tripping or stressing about tomorrow
No more worries, hakuna matato
I'm a lion and a king
Got her smiling when I sing, I been fighting for my dreams
Like I'm Tyson in the ring
Hustling, tryna get it
I was struggling for a minute
Girl, you so fine, I should give you a ticket
These haters think they know me
They lie and say we homies
They always acting like we are friends
But they all look so dumb
They as fake as people come
I'm so sick of playing pretend
Okay! Hey now, you're a rock star, I'ma roll one, get blazed
Hey now, I always work hard, so I'm gon' shine when I get paid
Yeah, I made it to the top, but I came from the pavement
New whip, new... on the grave shift
And I love to play, say my kush outrageous
I'ma get it when I want, I ain't waiting
Let the smoke out the window every time I lane switch
Chrome heart bracelet
Got a bad... and it look like she waste-less
Lot of game dangerous
Smiling in my face when I fall up in the place
These haters think they know me
They lie and say we homies
They always acting like we are friends
But they all look so dumb
They as fake as people come
I'm so sick of playing pretend
You a hater
I ain't got no time for these lames 'cause I'm on my grind (my grind)
You a hater
Whether rain or shine, best believe, I'ma still get mine
No time for the haters
And that's not gon' change, me and you we are not the same
Little homie, you a hater
No matter what you say, 'cause the haters just still gon' hate
These haters think they know me
They lie and say we homies
They always acting like we are friends
But they all look so dumb
They as fake as people come
I'm so sick of playing pretend
You're a hater
You're a hater
No time for the haters
Little homie, you're a hater
They lie and say we homies
They always acting like we are friends
But they all look so dumb
They as fake as people come
I'm so sick of playing pretend
Say bye to my haters, I been on my grind, so I'll have to catch you later
Sort of like a skater, I been chasing paper, just got paid, someone tell the waiter, ayy
That we need another bottle, every day feel like I hit the lotto
I ain't tripping or stressing about tomorrow
No more worries, hakuna matato
I'm a lion and a king
Got her smiling when I sing, I been fighting for my dreams
Like I'm Tyson in the ring
Hustling, tryna get it
I was struggling for a minute
Girl, you so fine, I should give you a ticket
These haters think they know me
They lie and say we homies
They always acting like we are friends
But they all look so dumb
They as fake as people come
I'm so sick of playing pretend
Okay! Hey now, you're a rock star, I'ma roll one, get blazed
Hey now, I always work hard, so I'm gon' shine when I get paid
Yeah, I made it to the top, but I came from the pavement
New whip, new... on the grave shift
And I love to play, say my kush outrageous
I'ma get it when I want, I ain't waiting
Let the smoke out the window every time I lane switch
Chrome heart bracelet
Got a bad... and it look like she waste-less
Lot of game dangerous
Smiling in my face when I fall up in the place
These haters think they know me
They lie and say we homies
They always acting like we are friends
But they all look so dumb
They as fake as people come
I'm so sick of playing pretend
You a hater
I ain't got no time for these lames 'cause I'm on my grind (my grind)
You a hater
Whether rain or shine, best believe, I'ma still get mine
No time for the haters
And that's not gon' change, me and you we are not the same
Little homie, you a hater
No matter what you say, 'cause the haters just still gon' hate
These haters think they know me
They lie and say we homies
They always acting like we are friends
But they all look so dumb
They as fake as people come
I'm so sick of playing pretend
You're a hater
You're a hater
No time for the haters
Little homie, you're a hater
Credits
Writer(s): Greg Camp, Ryan Scott Summer, Jesse Friedman
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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