Hatin'

Lil Boosie Badazz (Lil Boosie Badazz)

An I wanna know tonight

Why dey hatin' on me? (why dey hatin' on me?)

Shh, I'ma good ****, believe that

Lets roll

Tell me why dey hatin' (why dey hatin', why dey hatin')

Just hatin' on me (everybody hatin' on me)

'Cause I'm tryna get this paper (I'm tryna get this paper)

Thuggin' in these streets (thuggin' in these streets)

**** hated my momma table my daughter called him uncle (she called him uncle)

I treated him like he was donkey and he told on me

The judge lookin' like he wanna drop a load on me

My **** lookin' like he wanna break the code on me

Tell me why they let me ride for a year

Now they want my 745 until I show for this here

**** tried to sneak me but that's hoe shit

You ain't gonna get no strikes off me lil daddy

You betta try sum moe shit

Now he fuck wit my gurl head

Da hoes she be round kept puttin' her souldja down

And she can't focus now (un un un)

Ain't that a shame how they fuck up ya name

Tell Promoters ya gon' cut throat 'em now ya missin' ya change

Who gon' take the pistol charges and everybody convicted

Been to five funerals in three months, Lord knows that I miss 'em

My guess when I get old and grey and my mission is done

You pussy muthafuckas y'all gon' hate on my son

Tell me why dey hatin' (why dey hatin', why dey hatin')

Just hatin' on me (everybody hatin' on me)

'Cause I'm tryna get this paper (I'm tryna get this paper)

Thuggin' in these streets (thuggin' in these streets)

From da cradle to the grave Ima always be a hustler

As long as you succeed they gon' always be a buster

They hated Dr King they hated when he marched

They hated Malcolm X and they hated Rosa Parks

Sometime yo enemy on yo passenger side

Riding wit cha gettin high

But you cant believe it

But you know dat he sneaky

When I was five my mama looked at her son, and told her boy

You gon' break hearts 'cause you to cute for just one

I guess its this baby face and rap skills that God blessed me wit

Got **** nuts hangin' ready to come and test me bitch but look

You know that say I was dead

Two shot up in my head

Sum say I OVed off dat X

What they gon' say next?

Why dey hatin' (why dey hatin', why dey hatin')

Just hatin' on me (everybody hatin' on me)

'Cause I'm tryna get this paper (I'm tryna get this paper)

Thuggin' in these streets (thuggin' in these streets)

It's real life hommie

Now they say me and Weebie beef we on the same team (same team)

We drop hits you nosey bitch we got the same dream (same dream)

Alot of **** playa hate 'cause they ain't me (ain't me)

So when they mine they won't hesitate to spank me

I've seen alot of shit up, and Lord knows I try

Rumors hurt me inside but I'm still showin' pride

Want diggahs like Jigga with a brain like dane

Can't slip like beans 'cause I dreams to be da mayne

But I never change, men no matter how raw it get

I'm beast mode lil daddy so I'm prepared for the rawest shit

They called me out my name

They told me I was stuntin'

I told them one day bitch I'ma have sum Oprah money, woo

Tell me why dey hatin' (why dey hatin', why dey hatin')

Just hatin' on me (everybody hatin' on me)

'Cause I'm tryna get this paper (I'm tryna get this paper)

Thuggin' in these streets (thuggin' in these streets)

Tell me why dey hatin' (why dey hatin', why dey hatin')

Just hatin' on me (everybody hatin' on me)

'Cause I'm tryna get this paper (I'm tryna get this paper)

Thuggin' in these streets (thuggin' in these streets)