Whole Lotta Smoke

Ok i heard a sucker don't Like me Probably praying the courts will indict me I just counted a quarter in dubs, might go buy a lil gift for yo' wifey Tell that bitch get it straight from the source Why you flex in a whip that ain't yours Boy we ain't cut from the same cloth, You niggas cant play with my swords My pop told me jump off the porch, he always on my medulla He told me to whip it myself, Boy i give a fuck bout ya Uber Come from the land of the shooters West-side' niggas get it in Stretch a hater in front of his mama crib like Ricky and them Put my nigga Guttaceo on shoe game bitch Through G Dragon on my feet i feel like Liu Kang bitch Burn exotic cuz' i got it by the bouquet This pew pew pew hit niggas and hoes that shit go both ways bitch Why The hating? i don't know You got haters? yea i know Ain't even made it? But i ain't Broke Ain't even famous? But i got Dough I was just trying to stay afloat, They Slept on me fuck it im woke Ima pull up on this bike and bring a whole lot of smoke Where he at? There he go He got haters? yea I know I ain't even made it, but i ain't broke He Ain't even famous, but i got Dough Why they Hating? I don't know Mama said thats how it go So i'm gone pull up on this bike and bring a whole lot of smoke Now i done bent a couple corners, i done been coast to coast I might pull up on this Banshee and bring a whole lotta smoke Boy i been to hell and back in this Fear Of God coat Hercules Hercules if i ain't him then i'm the goat Some my niggas play ball, Some my niggas sell dope I don't do percs but i might mix that purp like two stroke Niggas hate me yea i know, but thats out of my control I told my haters baby moms, I cant hit her i need her throat One of ya homies gonna turn snake Most of em do on this road to riches They gone count yo' bag and start hating And most of the time it be over bitches Turn my shit up nigga just listen They gone switch on you don't switch the vision You can see all of that shit coming real one you just gotta know the physics If you ain't kicking no game to these young niggas, Sorry we cant kick it And if you ain't no business man, then mind your Mother fucking business Ain't no faking my nigga im live with it O.G said they gone hate me cus how i'm living Treat my bitches like bikes and they ride different If you ain't 1 of the Trill i cant tryna kick it Why The hating? i don't know You got haters? yea i know Ain't even made it? But i ain't Broke Ain't even famous? But i got Dough I was just trying to stay afloat, They Slept on me fuck it im woke Ima pull up on this bike and bring a whole lot of smoke Where he at? There he go He got haters? yea I know I ain't even made it, but i ain't broke He Ain't even famous, but i got Dough Why they Hating? I don't know Mama said thats how it go So i'm gone pull up on this bike and bring a whole lot of smoke