Death2myhaters

They don’t like me, tell 'em they can fight me I’ll be grinding till my wrist is icy Tell your wifey she can get this nice D We can make a lil' movie like Spike Lee Ooh shit, I heard you on some bitch shit Now you see my money rising up like the Bisquick All I do is make music and mind my business Want my money tall, you want your money like a midget Always had hard beats to rap to, shout out my boy Mystic Yeah, you know I had to level up, I had to get it I don’t need your small talk or your bullshit, don’t you sweat it Need my faces blue and green I’m talking 'bout that lettuce, lil' bitch I'ma f*ck that bitch all night I'ma get my money alright Mix the Jameson with a lil sprite Shorty told me take it easy cuz she tight I don’t need y’all, f*ck y’all advice I'ma grind till I reach paradise Baby blue Porsche doors, suicide I got haters praying on my demise Want a feature with OBLUE, name your price Get explosive on the track, dynamite Experiment with this shit, reach new heights If I’m being honest, I ain’t never satisfied Lil bitch