Hate On Me

And they'd rather see me D.I.E. than me standing up in VIP Cause I'm still the same nigga from the trenches Getting more money, fucking more bitches Bigger guns and switches, cars with no keys for ignition These pussy niggas mad how I'm living Seeing all the bread that we getting How you hate a nigga and I only show love Probably mad cause this bitch want a hug And he only got a dub While I'm in this bitch, boy you better not mug Better know I got my blick in the club And my name McNasty and the M is for a man on a mission F*ck these bitches man, I'm chasing these millions If this shit get low, then I'm back in the trenches Country ass nigga, bitch I need a plate with the fixin If I run out of weed, then I'm pimping these bitches If it's buried treasure, guess a nigga digging them ditches If a nigga try to creep me, get to digging them ditches He was gangsta till he seen a pistol turn to a Christian And they'd rather see me D.I.E. than me standing up in VIP How could you hate on me? Tell them niggas don't front Real nigga from the jump More money more problems, tell them problems what's up And them bitches came with yall but they leaving with us We had a plan for a minute, man this shit ain't luck And when the load hit, we gon' need a truck to pick it up Got it out the mud, mud on my shoes, still just like a duck And they'd rather see me D.I.E. than me standing up in VIP How could you hate on me? And you better use your head Before we knock it off your motherfucking shoulders Pistol on me right now, I ain't never need a holster Send a nigga up right now like a rollercoaster Frame him like a poster, ayy, cooler than a cup coaster But I keep that heat on me like a toaster Fly nigga hanging with the vultures Chasing after money, don't get ran over Ayy, gunning for the top, whoever there got to scoot over I need to go see a doctor, all I see is the cash Changed my name to McDouble, I'm so deep in my bag I got so many flows, I can go real deep in my stash I got so much shit on me, I think I'm getting a rash Bitch don't talk back, I think she getting the bag I be minding my business, how the f*ck these niggas mad I done came way up, I was just in last And I'ma bring my niggas with me, I can't forget about my past And I'ma bring a couple hoes with me, I can't forget about that ass And I'ma bring a couple poles with me just in case a nigga wanna crash And I'm chasing after these racks, I swear to God I'm about to bust da dash And I'm stunting on these niggas, I know that's really why they mad Size 18, I'm a big stepper Throw my gang up anywhere, bitch, I'm a big repper Put a black in the air after my weed, cause this bitch pressure I came through for all the money and then I need a extra Uh, yeah, uh, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, ayy, uh And they'd rather see me D.I.E. than me standing up in VIP How could you hate on me? Uh, ayy, uh And they'd rather see me D.I.E. than me standing up in VIP How could you hate on me