The Finer Things
Why they hating
Why they hating
Why they hating on me
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Why they hating
(That sh!t be real sometimes)
Why they hating on me
Why they hating
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Why they hating on me
(You just gotta listen man)
Why they hating
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Why they hating on me
Never bite the hand that feed you, pu**y I could read you
Don't get out of line and let hating n!ggas mislead you
Talking sh!t on n!ggas, don't know why you feel the need to
Bout to crash your whip, that's what having too much speed'll do
Say my name 3 times then you're dead, just like beetle juice
Smoking on that killer, bout to bring the weed on through
I get sh!t cracking when I get high, I make the needle move
You transparent when you tell them lies I can see through you
Won't say that sh!t to your face, that's what corny people do
Know some dudes on corners that corners where they sleeping too
Had to get my money up
I put on my people too
Saying the first was a classic, I'm a make a sequel to it
Chronic
She calling me up, baby now she want that bomb sh!t
Ain't had it in a while
And she know just where to find it
I ain't worried bout them n!ggas got a problem
I'm a say that sh!t in person ain't no comment
Girl I got a big ass car that you can ride in
I got a buss down to tell me what the time is
That's why them n!ggas stay hating on me
That's why them n!ggas stay hating cause I'm shining
You should probably stack your chips instead of hating
Wonder if I f**ked your b!tch, use your imagination
n!ggas wanted me to stop but sh!t I had to make it
Had to go on tour and make myself the fan favorite
Had to make myself the boss, ain't have to step on toes
Half these n!ggas ain't 100, half these n!ggas hoes
Half these n!ggas smile in your face and laugh behind your back
Half these n!ggas broke
Half these n!ggas doing bad
I don't hang out with these n!ggas, I got too much swag
Made my millions now I'm chilling, why would you be mad?
n!ggas hurting now trying to sell they jewelry back
They get jealous when you winning that's just how they react
Chronic
She calling me up, baby now she want that bomb sh!t
Ain't had it in a while
And she know just where to find it
I ain't worried bout them n!ggas got a problem
I'm a say that sh!t in person ain't no comment
Girl I got a big ass car that you can ride in
I got a buss down to tell me what the time is
That's why them n!ggas stay hating on me
That's why them n!ggas stay hating cause I'm shining
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She leave with me, You won't see her again
Got her rolling up the trees with her best friend
Throwing up my gang
Pour some more Mcqueen
Wizzle got Wings, Wizzle got everything