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(hook: marka)

I think these haters love me
Talk of the town
I'm spottin' 'em in my rearview
A bunch of obstacles to get a clear view, of me
And i ain't got the time to break away
Lotta cats will drop him, they don't like the way a hater play
I think these haters makin' me famous
For a lot of my success i can blame 'em
Trust me
In my word to
The street
I'm servin'
Up heat
The reason these haters all love me

(verse 1: nasty boi)

The reasons why these haters love me
Is 'cuz haters hate, and haters want, players killin', players thuggin'
Haters workin', haters wishin', players gettin', players winnin'
These are the reasons why haters love me
Envy me, talk shit about me
Would kill to be me, when i put on my song they all hit the floor
No lady would ever push me away when i approach like whoa, ho stop it before i go
If i gotta release it, i guess i gotta be a killer
Get 'em with another thriller, will pop off, like a guerilla
They be waitin' on dpalm 'cuz ain't nobody realer
Everybody wanna know if dpalm comin' wit some fun, and now i make 'em feel it
If you really think i'm bullshittin'
It's about time 'cuz i'mma show you what we smokin'
These faggots is what makin' me famous
No bodyguard necessary, if you feel me
Love me, trust me, baby

(hook: marka)

I think these haters love me
Talk of the town
I'm spottin' 'em in my rearview
A bunch of obstacles to get a clear view, of me
And i ain't got the time to break away
Lotta cats will drop him, they don't like the way a hater play
I think these haters makin' me famous
For a lot of my success i can blame 'em
Trust me
In my word to
The street
I'm servin'
Up heat
The reason these haters all love me

(verse 2: nasty boi)

Hella good night, hold the metal real tight, with a lead steel pipe
So you're never alright 'cuz i got you in sight, wit the cheddar and ice
Get your fuckin' keys, take out your wallets in your pockets
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'cuz i finna be down with prez and unforgivable to the day i crack
Like the stomach of a bitch all bloody and shit
Like i'mma do to any fool who be givin' me shit
You ain't fuckin' with these thugs they wishes is to use your head and a bullet as a kiss
Players act like they really didn't know that
Flash, flash but it wasn't with a kodak
Black mask and this time this is with a chrome mac, two loaded nines with ____________
Can't handle this game then run ______________________________
_________________ with a gat, pulled back, like that
Break it off like a piece of kit-kat
Anybody gettin' ready to go robbin' goin' insane like losin' my head and brain
Whoever runs in our way is gonna lose a good chunk of their pay
And the last words that you say, this will be my last day
This is carpe diem, see the day
All i see is gray in my rearview where the haters play
I don't care what they say, i'mma be me
Unforgivable in this muthafucka, love me, love me

(hook: marka)

I think these haters love me
Talk of the town
I'm spottin' 'em in my rearview
A bunch of obstacles to get a clear view, of me
And i ain't got the time to break away
Lotta cats will drop him, they don't like the way a hater play
I think these haters makin' me famous
For a lot of my success i can blame 'em
Trust me
In my word to
The street
I'm servin'
Up heat
The reason these haters all love me

(verse 3: prez)

You wanna know why muthafuckin' haters love me?
'cuz they waited to whole song and prez on verse 3
They say prezidential will never make it commercial
But i guarantee prez will say something controversial
Plus i got parents tellin' me my lyrics are bad, they gonna sue me
All i gotta say is fuck, shit, cunt, ass, faggot, balls, i'm gonna do me
Nothin' you can do, you can't stop me, that's like stopping a bullet
You gotta drop me, pop me, grab the hammer, cock it and pull it
You squeezed nine times, you didn't hit me once
I drop dime rhymes, and make a hundred bucks
So fuck you, fuck her, fuck him, and fuck the world
And if i think you're hatin' i'mma say fuck your word
I'm gonna fuck your girl, i'm gonna chuck your girl
I'll probably throw her in the ocean, and say fuck the pearls
Diamonds are a girl's best friend? well then i'll say
Bullets are a hater's best friend, and i'll spray
(prez)

(hook: marka)

I think these haters love me
Talk of the town
I'm spottin' 'em in my rearview
A bunch of obstacles to get a clear view, of me
And i ain't got the time to break away
Lotta cats will drop him, they don't like the way a hater play
I think these haters makin' me famous
For a lot of my success i can blame 'em
Trust me
In my word to
The street
I'm servin'
Up heat
The reason these haters all love me

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