Hate On Me

And they'd rather see me D.I.E. than me standing up in VIP

Cause I'm still the same nigga from the trenches
Getting more money, fucking more bitches
Bigger guns and switches, cars with no keys for ignition
These pussy niggas mad how I'm living
Seeing all the bread that we getting
How you hate a nigga and I only show love
Probably mad cause this bitch want a hug
And he only got a dub
While I'm in this bitch, boy you better not mug
Better know I got my blick in the club
And my name McNasty and the M is for a man on a mission
Fuck these bitches man, I'm chasing these millions
If this shit get low, then I'm back in the trenches
Country ass nigga, bitch I need a plate with the fixin
If I run out of weed, then I'm pimping these bitches
If it's buried treasure, guess a nigga digging them ditches
If a nigga try to creep me, get to digging them ditches
He was gangsta till he seen a pistol turn to a Christian

And they'd rather see me D.I.E. than me standing up in VIP
How could you hate on me? Tell them niggas don't front
Real nigga from the jump
More money more problems, tell them problems what's up

And them bitches came with yall but they leaving with us
We had a plan for a minute, man this shit ain't luck
And when the load hit, we gon' need a truck to pick it up
Got it out the mud, mud on my shoes, still just like a duck

And they'd rather see me D.I.E. than me standing up in VIP
How could you hate on me?

And you better use your head
Before we knock it off your motherfucking shoulders
Pistol on me right now, I ain't never need a holster
Send a nigga up right now like a rollercoaster
Frame him like a poster, ayy, cooler than a cup coaster
But I keep that heat on me like a toaster
Fly nigga hanging with the vultures
Chasing after money, don't get ran over
Ayy, gunning for the top, whoever there got to scoot over
I need to go see a doctor, all I see is the cash
Changed my name to McDouble, I'm so deep in my bag
I got so many flows, I can go real deep in my stash
I got so much shit on me, I think I'm getting a rash
Bitch don't talk back, I think she getting the bag
I be minding my business, how the fuck these niggas mad
I done came way up, I was just in last
And I'ma bring my niggas with me, I can't forget about my past
And I'ma bring a couple hoes with me, I can't forget about that ass
And I'ma bring a couple poles with me just in case a nigga wanna crash
And I'm chasing after these racks, I swear to God I'm about to bust da dash
And I'm stunting on these niggas, I know that's really why they mad
Size 18, I'm a big stepper
Throw my gang up anywhere, bitch, I'm a big repper
Put a black in the air after my weed, cause this bitch pressure
I came through for all the money and then I need a extra

Uh, yeah, uh, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, ayy, uh

And they'd rather see me D.I.E. than me standing up in VIP
How could you hate on me? Uh, ayy, uh
And they'd rather see me D.I.E. than me standing up in VIP
How could you hate on me