MTM, hit 'em with the heat

I can be the one they hate, I don't got time to be liked

I'm that down south five five Florida boy, still rollin' them dice

Better pay your dues, better stay low key

Bitch, don't mind me, ain't goin' back, put it on me

I'ma live lavishly

I could be the one they hate, I don't got time to be like

I'm that down south five five Florida boy, still rollin' them dice

Better pay your dues, better stay low key

Bitch, don't mind me, ain't goin' back, put it on me

I'ma live lavishly

Yeah, welcome to the south side where them cute hoes do you dirty

In my city, we don't fist bump, we dap up and get to swervin'

In the '06 Vogue, money on overload

Mama, we never goin' back to poverty

Fuck that, hoes on the floor like a rug rat

Crawlin' at my feet, rappers been mumblin', talkin' 'bout nothin'

They got the kids stumblin' off the Xannies

Now killin' themselves so slowly and I feel like Mick Foley

When I'm in your bitch raw, can't hold me back

I'm feelin' myself, still rockin' a shoelace for a belt

Only thing changin' is my lanes and payment rates

I raise the stakes, I raise these rappers from the grave

So put some respect on my name

My flame is reignin' with no label

Mama said, get that bread and lay low

While you sippin' on your Faygo

Forty-five, blow off your halo

I can be the one they hate, I don't got time to be liked

I'm that down south five five Florida boy, still rollin' them dice

Better pay your dues, better stay low key

Bitch, don't mind me, ain't goin' back, put it on me

I'ma live lavishly

I can be the one they hate, I don't got time to be liked

I'm that down south five five Florida boy, still rollin' them dice

Better pay your dues, better stay low key

Bitch, don't mind me, ain't goin' back, put it on me

I'ma live lavishly