[Intro: Project Pat]
Yeah man, this go out to all those who hated on the real
Ya know I'm saying, I'ma put it to ya like this right here, man
The truth shall survive, ya know I'm saying
It's like this right here, man, I mean, you hating out here man
But youneed to get up on ya something, ya know I'm saying
I mean, ya know, good always overcomes evil, man you know
And to all real guys out here man, that's handling ya business
All my brothers, brown, black, white, all across America
All ya gotta do man, is just uhh, put God first, ya know I'm saying
And you shall shine, ya know I'm saying?
Aye man, word to the wise and to the lame
[Chorus: Project Pat & DJ Paul]
Motivated by the haters, motivated by the haters
Motivated by the haters, motivated by the haters
Hater, hate on, hate on
Hater, hate on, hate on
Hater, hate on, hate on
Hater, hate on, hate on
Motivated by the haters, motivated by the haters
Motivated by the haters, motivated by the haters
Hater, hate on, hate on
Hater, hate on, hate on
Hater, hate on, hate on
Hater, hate on, hate on
[Verse 1: Project Pat]
Here I goes on my hustle playing
Niggas know that I stay down on this money man
This is do or die, haters' mouths be runnin', but the bills still comin'
Either you gon' lay it down or you get up on ya somethin'
Being broke is a joke, very hazardous to health
I don't sell no dope, playa, dope sell itself
Gotta floss in my wealth, if ya got it, then show it
Twenty-thousand at the Lennox Mall, I'ma blow it
Patrón, I'ma pour it, purp, I'ma roll it
Gun to ya head, squeeze triggas, brains blowin'
Hood nigga from the North Side, Memphis, Tennessee
Tatted on my left arm, spelled like Hennessey
[Chorus: Project Pat & DJ Paul]
Motivated by the haters, motivated by the haters
Motivated by the haters, motivated by the haters
Hater, hate on, hate on
Hater, hate on, hate on
Hater, hate on, hate on
Hater, hate on, hate on
Motivated by the haters, motivated by the haters
Motivated by the haters, motivated by the haters
Hater, hate on, hate on
Hater, hate on, hate on
Hater, hate on, hate on
Hater, hate on, hate on
[Interlude: Project Pat]
Yeah, this go out to all you niggas in the streets
Who don't know what 'cha doin'
[Verse 2: Project Pat]
Fe-fi-fo-fum, you can feel the slugs
Of this Mossberg shotgun, chest full of blood
You can say that your life could end in a flash
Like the wind blows dead brown leaves to the grass
I ain't goin' back to jail, when it's on, then I shoot
Momma, get 'cha black vest on and a body-suit
Meet him at the altar, don't forget 'cha flower basket
Full of Holy water, dead in a casket
I'm a basket, of a case, wither them, either me
Dyin' all that older, if you go, so it be
See these niggas, they be hatin' when ya flossin'
Got the bread, I'm just blessed out hurled, and I gotta stay
[Chorus: Project Pat & DJ Paul]
Motivated by the haters, motivated by the haters
Motivated by the haters, motivated by the haters
Hater, hate on, hate on
Hater, hate on, hate on
Hater, hate on, hate on
Hater, hate on, hate on
Motivated by the haters, motivated by the haters
Motivated by the haters, motivated by the haters
Hater, hate on, hate on
Hater, hate on, hate on
Hater, hate on, hate on
Hater, hate on, hate on
[Outro: Will Wesson]
I'm motivated by the haters
I'm motivated by the haters
I'm motivated by the haters
I'm motivated by the haters
I'm motivated by the haters
I'm motivated by the haters