hi hater

hi hater, hi hater, yeah, man, i gotta get fly, yeah, man, i gotta get fly as the open sky, i be vibing in the smoke, got potent in the dope, ride, i got a squad never trip just so hot, tales of me riding in the oi, can't even explain, how to reign, it's a cold game, cries to my pops, b-rock with a gold chain, eat big, fuck a piece, want the whole thang, that was what was taught by my old mane, i admit, i'm a dog for the greenbacks, rottweiler, self-made man, never need me a co-pilot, levitate, but these cats so violent, hold heat, so my homies with the gold teeth, past year, i got schooled, bussed some ogs, told me not to be so flamboyant, sitting lowkey, checkmate, still everybody know me, hateful in the springs to the bokey, tell 'em all the same thang, hi hater, never gon' touch my paper, i'm on my grind, why you worried 'bout mine?, tell me why the fuck you worried 'bout mine, if you watching: yeah, hi hater, never gon' touch my paper, i'm on my grind, why you worried 'bout mine?, tell me why the fuck you worried 'bout mine, look, the grind getting real serious, all the psychedelic stars making me delirious, the rap game is not hearing this, not at all, radio is giving me a headache, need a tylenol, now i'm back, hard hittin' like i was a powder pack, these cats leave a bad taste from the sour patch, just read about it, tell 'em, "don't talk, be about it", ask my team 'til i dk, where the fuck is tj?, hit my phone like, "cas, what it is?", on my grind, shit, i'm tryna get rich, the fuck i got time for if it ain't this?, 'cause my life ain't on the line, but the line ain't thick, and i gotta go hard, 'cause it's that or go home, dad said i've been out on my own, backpack, sat with this caliber chrome, pump a fist like i never knew which side i was on, i'm on a race and i still, hi hater, never gon' touch my paper, i'm on my grind, why you worried 'bout mine?, tell me why the fuck you worried 'bout mine, if you watching: yeah, hi hater, never gon' touch my paper, i'm on my grind, why you worried 'bout mine?, tell me why the fuck you worried 'bout mine, man, look, i ain't a freak show, but when the beat go, i go off, show off, i ain't tryna brag, but my flavor, is the type that could bring a lot of competition wishin', they wanted to get to stoppin' my paper, man, i got a lot of haters, couple close friends, but they do me a lot of favors, sip a lot of drank, but ain't got a lot of chaser, blow a lot of pure smoke, not a lot of vapor, and i'm on my fucking grind 'til i get what is mine, yeah, so move your way to the side, i, keep pushin' 'til the day that i die, you, keep lookin', get sprayed with the five, and i hate to leave you wasted, but nah, these cats 'round here, they know what my taste like, said that you the king, man, i want the ring then i take flight, and this'll be my year, 2010, super, tell 'em that i'm goin' in, and if you not, hi hater, never gon' touch my paper, i'm on my grind, why you worried 'bout mine?, tell me why the fuck you worried 'bout mine, if you watching: yeah, hi hater, never gon' touch my paper, i'm on my grind, why you worried 'bout mine?, tell me why the fuck you worried 'bout mine