| If there’s one thing I learned from doing this
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| Is that people gon' hate you no matter what you do
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| You’ll never be able to please everybody
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| The only thing can do is do you
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| All that other shit don’t even matter
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| Let 'em do what they do best
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| They gonna hate
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| It’s in the nature of man
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| Fear what they don’t understand
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| Do what you feelin', you take what you can
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| They gonna hate
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| Knowin' I don’t give a damn
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| Always one hundred with fam
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| Never was willin' to fake who I am
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| They gonna hate
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| Hate when you tell 'em your plan
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| They never showin' your hand
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| No matter what direction you go in
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| They gonna hate
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| It’s in the nature of man
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| Fear what they don’t understand
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| Do what you feelin', you take what you can
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| They gonna hate
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| Hate the way that I dress
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| Hate the way that I look
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| The way that I took
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| The way that I flex
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| Hate the way I get mad love
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| Hate the way they get passed up
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| Hate the way I just left the spot
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| With that bitch they been tryin' to snatch up
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| And they plottin' on me, on the low
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| I know it, I peep the scheme and I’m ready
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| And I’ve been making ground on this indy tip
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| I got an eye on 'em, they won’t get me
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| Lose them likely can they despise me man
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| All that jellysickle sucking deadly
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| Niggas want the credit, hella big headed
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| But never be puttin' up for the city man
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| I really know a gang of niggas who go hard
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| And I know some veterans who be settin' the bar
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| Know a lot of killers who really be in the streets at large who goin'
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| Know one really ever know who they are
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| Everyone I ever knew hittin' me for a verse
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| But I do it for the revenue, got to put money first
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| If I do forget about 'em it don’t mean I don’t want to doubt 'em
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| Ignore a nigga call, I’m really tryna to rehearse
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| They gonna hate
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| It’s in the nature of man
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| Fear what they don’t understand
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| Do what you feelin', you take what you can
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| They gonna hate
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| Knowin' I don’t give a damn
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| Always one hundred with fam
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| Never was willin' to fake who I am
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| They gonna hate
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| Hate when you tell 'em your plan
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| They never showin' your hand
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| No matter what direction you go in
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| They gonna hate
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| It’s in the nature of man
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| Fear what they don’t understand
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| Do what you feelin', you take what you can
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| They gonna hate
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| And it don’t surprise me
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| Never said there will be no colliding
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| Niggas so conniving, hoes aligning
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| Hopes presiding, ho’s dividing an vocalizing
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| They hate
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| Make a note for writing, hope you hiding
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| Know what you spoke, despising, broke the lighting
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| Now that the ghost arriving, no surviving
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| Look how the flow deciding their fate
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| When they hate on the progress
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| Too watered down, too complicated, complex
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| Too underground, got it out of contexts
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| Do got it down, you gotta let it digest
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| Nominally-lly, the normal
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| Muhammad Ali, calm when I be cornered
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| Timing in me be diming to be dormant
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| Prime entity, try me and meet torment
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| Rhyming elite, kind that’ll be foreign
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| I’m an elite, drama to heat, warming
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| Bomb enemy forums
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| Not for the weak, type that’d be boring
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| I’m the complete opposite, be warned
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| Hate when I chop, hate when I’m not ok
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| Down to the spot, that thigga not low key
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| I don’t like niggas no way
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| They gonna hate
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| It’s in the nature of man
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| Fear what they don’t understand
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| Do what you feelin', you take what you can
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| They gonna hate
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| Knowin' I don’t give a damn
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| Always one hundred with fam
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| Never was willin' to fake who I am
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| They gonna hate
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| Hate when you tell 'em your plan
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| They never showin' your hand
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| No matter what direction you go in
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| They gonna hate
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| It’s in the nature of man
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| Fear what they don’t understand
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| Do what you feelin', you take what you can
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| Here they come running up with their hand out
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| But they good for nothing we’re running off at the damn mouth
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| Only thing that’s certain is working and no one can doubt
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| Heard that I deserve it, no word from me let a fan vouch
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| But if you never heard of me nigga you got some digging to do
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| Got the crown and credit, give it to the limited few
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| Get converted whenever you’ve got a minute or two
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| Understand what you heard, it’s not what I"m limited to
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| I’m a real one, authentic, doin' it bigger, no gimmick
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| I’m gonna wake up a critic, give ‘em no wigglin' room
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| And niggas that really relate to me say don’t worry about the fake
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| They’ll wither away when you couldn’t give 'em the moon
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| Keep the hand at your plate, do not repeat a mistake
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| You keep it straight from the gate that way it isn’t assumed
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| If you want to be great you gotta do what it takes
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| You gotta prove whatever you do in general to 'em
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| They gonna hate |