Hey you, man in the mirror
Living for love and the music
Shoes, posin', the women that you know the usual
Might do a ? of love and illusions
The industry a jungle, this is why I feel so bamboosy
When it comes to the money,
You've been making too much
You've been pimpin' too much
When it comes to the money,
You've been making too much
You've been bakin' too much
Hatin' on me, hatin' on me
All I wanna know is why they hatin' on me
Hatin' on me (fuck these niggas), hatin' on me
Hatin' on me (fuck these niggas), hatin' on me
When it comes to the money,
You've been making too much
You've been pimpin' too much
Hatin' on me, hatin' on me
All I wanna know is why they hatin' on me
Hatin' on me (fuck these niggas), hatin' on me
Hatin' on me (fuck these niggas), hatin' on me
With these hoes I ain't focused
With these niggas I'm the coldest
Since Brent's had his ass out
I'm an old school Atlanta nigga
Trapped in this world, nigga, by goals am misfortuned
My momma ain't rich, what the fuck you thinkin'?
And I'mma just stop becuz the shit you sayn
Oh, I'mma just stop becuz these niggas hatin'
I'd rather die real nigga than to live a fake
I'd rather die real nigga than to live a fake
I can't let these fuck niggas get the best of me
How I deal with the hate, how I stand in peace
Is what they wonderin', is what they askin'
Smile in yo face, the burn in yo pocket
When it comes to the money,
You've been making too much
You've been pimpin' too much
When it comes to the money,
You've been making too much
You've been bakin' too much
Hatin' on me, hatin' on me
All I wanna know is why they hatin' on me
Hatin' on me (fuck these niggas), hatin' on me
Hatin' on me (fuck these niggas), hatin' on me
When it comes to the money,
You've been making too much
You've been pimpin' too much
Hatin' on me, hatin' on me
All I wanna know is why they hatin' on me
Hatin' on me (fuck these niggas), hatin' on me
Hatin' on me (fuck these niggas), hatin' on me