Hey Haters I caint here you
Actin like you hard but I dont really fear you
Usa damn clown caint nobody get near you
Hatin a disease and there ain’t a way to cure you
Hey haters I caint see you
Gettin sorta mad cause ya money dont feed u
Cause I blew up and I jus caint be you
I dont give a f*ck you behind I leave you
Hey Haters!
{A.Tone Da Priest}
Ay Haters, was happnin,
Tell me why you ain’t gettin money you nappin
Stackin my bills while I see yo ass stragglin
Why you so behind yea it’s funny I’m laughin
Askin, where you sposed to be when the hard times come
Not hatin on a nigga cause he shine like the sun
No deuces up to Tone when you see him ride through
Got my sights on dark that means I caint see you
That means I caint be who, a hater go figure
Shit thats just anotha word for broke ass nigga
Who dont see the bigger picture, he caint move on
Why focus on my ass when the world’s in your palm
You gotta listen to the song, it’s a golden rule
Just to hear that shawty nothin only give me more fuel
Only make you more foolish, phony fake frontin
Stop worryin bout me f*ck nigga get money
{WiseGuy}
You know it’s fascinating and amazing
That with so much stuff at stake some people still
can’t stay on track
Massive hating far as the nation and the new millennium
There’s a whole world to explore why you on my
genitatls
Cause I’m ahead of you, that’s no reason to act
devilish
Tearing my house down don’t make yours any better
Most haters are very clever and don’t even know their
haters
If you’re listenin and your not sure allow me to
explain to ya
Haters are allergic to leaving niggas alone
Haters will steal your flow and try to act like it’s
their own
Haters always find a way to fuss and frown
Haters, haters, haters, haters, are some f*cking clowns
Haters ignore warnings and get tables turned on em
Is it just me or is hating so boring
Haters get burned like the tip of cigarettes
If the world was hater free there’d be like ten niggas
left