| When it comes to the money you’ve been making too much
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| Comes to the honeys, you’ve been pimpin' too much
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| Speaking of your friends, faking too much
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| But all I want to know, oh
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| Is why they hating on me, hating on me
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| All I want to know is why they hating on me
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| Hating on me, Hating on me
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| All I want to know is why they hating on me
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| With these hoes I ain’t focused
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| And these niggas I’m the coldest
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| Since Prince had his ass out
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| Since Run &Shoot was open
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| I’m an old school Atlanta nigga
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| Golds and the forces
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| Trapped in this world, nigga
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| By goals and misfortunes
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| My mama ain’t rich, what the fuck you thank
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| That Imma just stop cause of the shit you’re saying
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| Oh, Imma just stop cause these niggas hating
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| (I'd rather die a real nigga then to live a fake) I can’t let these fuck niggas
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| get the best of me
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| How I deal with the hate, how I stay at peace is what they’re wondering
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| It’s what they’re asking me
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| Smile in your face, shoot a bird in your pocket
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| That’s the recipe
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| Balling, I been playing these fools
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| And Imma keep doing what I do
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| Is it cause they stolen
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| They been looking up the news
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| Tryna see if they can find you
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| Must’ve heard I’m the newness, bringing bitches through this
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| Hanging on the song like some motherfucking nooses
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| Say you’re getting more, then motherfucking choose this
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| Is it cause I’m intercity booming, but I’m living on the south side
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| I had them thangs pulling up, I hear them parking outside
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| Mr. International, the city towns we run about
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| Ban me from the studios
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| We still make hits at Sonny’s house |