Dont Hate On Us E

Light up. This is another DJ Kayz banger. Hey, what it do, niggas? I'm in the hood, so you know I hear The hate. I'm in the streets, so you know I see the hate. Okay, I got a question. Hey, why you wanna hate me? I got 'em mad right now. Look at 'em hate. Yeah. Now put your hands in the air. All my haters, what? Put your hands in the air. Damn, I thought it was just me going through This H-A-T-E, S-T-R-A-P, whatever I may be. I'm familiar, nigga. I have no time for new friends. I hear the hate. Them cowards want off me. They want again. Now I wait. I pour up an eighth and concentrate. Push mistakes got me saving every dime that I Make. Went broke but didn't break. Got it back in a day like, "Yeah, Now what the fuck you got to say? Get out my way." Pull over when you see This fire truck. The first thing your own fans Ask you is, "How's Buck?" They eat you up. Soon as you heard enough, then you erupt. Here come the hate, but now it's too late 'cause I'm too much. I want the cake. When I'm not hungry, you can have my plate. Fuck the world. This Kay'sville and Teniki my state. Just left Hampton, got off Wilmington, Made a left and dodged Harley Davidson truck by My goddamn self. Thuggin' it up. Yep. Yep. What in this world's happening? What's happening to this world today? Is there any love left? The Pyrex mixtape king