How You Gon' Hate Lyrics

Look

Aye

Say bitch I'm a leader, all these niggas do is follow

I don't fuck with no kids, on the boss, get your toddler

And I'm all about my green, all I care is about a dollars

If I pull out these racks, all the bitch do is swallow

And I'm tired of these hand out ass bitches, that bitch askin' me, and her ass gettin' nada

I don't care about dressin' or impressin' these bitches lil baby, I'm rockin' that Gucci and Prada

Now how you gon' hate on a nigga, when I'm tryna get it and you tryna get it like me

Now I'm tryna run up this bag and I'm chasin' this money but my bitch she causin' a scene

She talkin' 'bout time, I'm serving these fiends

Bae put the phone down, all that bitch do is ring

If you listen hard, I'll sell you a dream

This shit called life, it ain't hard as it seem, aye

Aye my friends

I'm sorry

This shit called life and this shit gettin' gnarly, aye

Bae

You hell

Play with your top, and I'm dumpin' the shells, aye

Pops

Stay strong

Play with you and I'ma aim at they dome, aye

Ma

I'm here

Wipin' your face, 'cause I'm tired of the tears

Now how you gon' hate on a nigga, when I'm tryna get it and you tryna get it like me

Now I'm tryna run up this money, I'm chasin' this bag but my bitch she keep causin' a scene

She say, "Slow down bae, you ain't gettin' no sleep"

"Aye bae where you going?" I'm servin' these fiends

Aye put the phone down, all the phone do is ring

This shit called life, it ain't hard as it seem, aye let's go

Aye

Let's go

I don't need no group, I'll do it alone

I keep a tool, keep a chrome, aye

Whatever I got and you knowin' I own

Stay with the racks, never need a loan

Stay with my dogs, even though they be wrong

This shit here comin' straight from the phone

Aye

'Cause I do not miss

I never trip 'bout a bitch

These hoes be hot like some grits, keep my ass out mix

Aye gang, we found us a fish

Hit, then I pass the assist, aye

These niggas already know what I'm on

Stay with tool, I ain't talkin' 'bout a chrome

Step by myself I do it alone

I step

I Step

Now how you gon' hate on a nigga, when I'm tryna get it and you tryna get it like me

Now I'm tryna run up this bag, I'm chasin' this money but my bitch she keep causin' a scene

She say, "Slow down bae, you ain't gettin' no sleep"

"Say bae where you going?" I'm serving these fiends

Aye put the phone down, all the phone do is ring

This shit called life, it ain't hard as it seem, aye let's go