Why Dey Hatin On ME

Man, them niggas faking like shit,
Ay,, bro, watch the door,
I got these earphones on
Ay, pj, turn me up, let's go
Ay, ay, ay

Why the fuck do they hate
Why they can't say the shit to my face
Guess cause they know how a nigga really rockinn
They gon' get carried like a suitcase
I'm out the kitchen like a cheesesteak
Built for the business like the briefcase
Look like he smoking all by hisself
He bout to take one to the face
I'm all in, let's go full throttle
Tryna get my green like avocado
Up off powder like Johnson & Johnson
And I'm still slick like a Jurgens bottle
Smoking molly my only problem
But let's face the facts that I'm fine
Niggas slow down, now 12 behind us
It look like 11:59

Man, the streets is not like spades
Ain't no board games or no cards
Cause a man who known as a joker
Can't beat the man who known for his heart
Now what's the chances of a hand
With nothing but red cards
But I'm still gon' bid me a ten
I'm reniggin from the start
On A-Rod, they did me wrong
Y'all know what the fuck going on
Starting to feel like jerry Jones
Cause I'm in love with this new dome
Nothing but molly turning me on
I still mix it in my strong
And I'm starting to feel myself
It look like I'm looking for my phone
Kent, I'm the coochie slayer
Suited up like I ran for mayor
Starting shit like an instigator
In the hood like a carburetor
In this bitch like I'm ovulating
Two guns when I feel the safest
Psychiatrist who ain't make it
That mean, I got no patience
I got some tucked like Debo coming
Please stop speaking on my employment
I'm in the game with no signing bonus
You only get paid based off performance
I'm off the chain like a bad dog owner
We could get physical like components
Serving boot heads can get annoying
Fuck all that, I need this money
Give a nigga work like a motherfucker tutor
First nigga woke like a motherfucker rooster
I know everybody love 2K
Well my archetype is a pure shop shooter
Crack a nigga head then it move to Houston
Then talk about it on my brand new music
Niggas did all that motherfucking bluffing
I think it's about time I address these rumors
I think it's about time I leave this kitchen
I think it's about time I go on that mission
Walk up to him with a long ass pole
Looking like it's about time we went fishing
Then put his body all in that trunk
Looking like it's about time we went swimming
Then I met a bitch down Marvin Gate
Looking like it's time for sexual healing

Why they hating on me
Don't know why these niggas hatin' on me
Can you tell me why these niggas hating on me
Don't know why these niggas hating on me

Can you tell me why these niggas hating on me
Don't know why these niggas hating on me
Can you tell me why these niggas hating on me
Don't know why these niggas hating on me