Haters Anonymous
Yo
Uh
God blessed the earth with raps
The mind of the youth kidnapped
Time for the truth sit back
Try for the loot
Pitch, black
Thru the darkness
Don't know who the newest target
Like looters in the market
Shoot like a marksman
When you ain't got a pot to piss in
Said as you pass around the pot and piff it
Make it dash around the block and pivot
Making cash on the spot is different
Payments you owe the Govs
Want to know who hold the drugs get shoulder shrugs
Show no love
Shorties took over older thugs
They look flyer posted up
Uh
Aves and blocks the haves and have nots
Better keep your pad padlocked
Especially if your ass got ascot
The sheep get lamp chopped
Those who don't does
Often judge
Call it a grudge
What you supposed to do when your shit don't sell
But the Louis bag fit so well
And some is out of luck
I feel proud of what my style has done
Around where I'm from
I heard a hater saying that we won't amount to much
How the fuck? I made the town bump
Haters never seen around us, They anonymous
Haters anonymous
Haters anonymous
We rocking the metropolis
They nowhere to be found can't fuck with the sound
Remain anonymous
Haters anonymous
Haters anonymous
And we don't get a lot of it
But they steady online see them blocking my shine
They live anonymous
Uh
God blessed the earth with raps
The mind of the youth kidnapped
Time for the truth sit back
Try for the loot
Pitch, black
Thru the darkness
Don't know who the newest target
Like looters in the market
Shoot like a marksman
When you ain't got a pot to piss in
Said as you pass around the pot and piff it
Make it dash around the block and pivot
Making cash on the spot is different
Payments you owe the Govs
Want to know who hold the drugs get shoulder shrugs
Show no love
Shorties took over older thugs
They look flyer posted up
Uh
Aves and blocks the haves and have nots
Better keep your pad padlocked
Especially if your ass got ascot
The sheep get lamp chopped
Those who don't does
Often judge
Call it a grudge
What you supposed to do when your shit don't sell
But the Louis bag fit so well
And some is out of luck
I feel proud of what my style has done
Around where I'm from
I heard a hater saying that we won't amount to much
How the fuck? I made the town bump
Haters never seen around us, They anonymous
Haters anonymous
Haters anonymous
We rocking the metropolis
They nowhere to be found can't fuck with the sound
Remain anonymous
Haters anonymous
Haters anonymous
And we don't get a lot of it
But they steady online see them blocking my shine
They live anonymous
Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Thompson, Dimitry Klimchuk, Dmitriy Klimchuk, James Meyer
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