Dont Hate E

Live your motherfucking life. You gotta get your motherfucking hustle. Understand niggas is gonna hate you regardless. Get that out of your head, that fantasy world Where niggas ain't hating on you. You gotta be grateful, you need haters. What the fuck is you complaining about? What the fuck do you think a hater's job Is? To fucking hate, so let them motherfuckers do They goddamn job. What in this world happened? Happening to the world today? Ayy, what it do, niggas? I'm in the hood, so you know I hear The hate. Is I'm in the street, so you Know I see the hate. Okay. I got a question, ayy, why you wanna hate Me? What got 'em mad right now. Look at 'em hate. happening to today? Yeah, now Put your hands in the air. And for my haters, what? Put your hands in the air. Damn, I thought it was just me. Going through this H-A-T-E. What? 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 run off me, they want Again, now I wait. I pour up an eighth and concentrate. Bush mistakes got me saving every dime that I Make. Okay. We broke but didn't break. Nah. Got it back in the day like, "Yeah, now what the fuck you got to say?" Get out my way. Where Pull over when you See this firetruck. 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 that cake. When I'm not hungry, you Can have my plate. Yeah. Fuck the world, this Cashville and Tennekee my State. Just left Ogden, got off Wilmington, Made a left. And drove Harley Davidson truck by My goddamn self. Thuggin' it up. Yep, yep. What in this world happened? What's happening to the world today? Is there any love left? Thank God I made it. What in this world happened? What's happening to the world today? Is there any love left? Thank God I made it. It's Salgata, neighbor, is that your man talking Shit? I leave him hogtied with his head cut Off in a motherfucking ditch. That a bitch? I got another case, I'm sick. Ain't that a bitch? Man's body smell like shit. Know I'm from the dirty south, but I don't Walk with a limp. Fresh Air once a year, I'm a white tee pimp. Throwing twenty thousand cash every time I tip. I'm consistent, every Monday, don't call me a trick. I ain't trying to be a daddy, I just Told her to strip. Now she got a condo In Buckhead and a brand new whip. This track hot, shit banging like Bloods and Crips. So I can get a Bentley, park it on 106. Yeah, man, yeah, Free Bo joggin' my shit. That boy cold, he froze like the rocks in His wrist. This for my nigga T. Jackson that I lost when he slipped. The twin fours keep spinning, 2Pac in my whip. I lay it down, down, What in this world Happened? What's happening to the world today? Is there any love left? Thank God I made it. Any haters in here right now that don't have Nobody to hate