[Chorus: Rodrick Tann]

Ask them why do they hate me, (why do they hate me)

Guess they mad cuz they ain't me, (mad cuz they ain't me)

Go through things that they can't see (things that they can't see)

Need a bundle of them benjees (bundle of them benjees)

I'm ballin' like the NBA

We gon' set it off, we gon' fade-away

23, no MJ

See it's grindin' 'til we gettin' paid

[Verse 1: Rodrick Tann]

Stack it up (hold up)

Let me count it up

They in here, but ain't showin' us love

B17 watch over us

Look, I didn't have nothin

Now I'm tryin' to find a way, always onto somethin'

Now they tryin' to ride my wave cuz I'm onto somethin'

Shoot, somethin' told me I was onto somethin'

And my momma told me never run from nothin'

So I need some new keys with a couple hundred

Cuzzo locked, bangin Bs, he was gettin' money

Remember nights we couldn't eat, had to figure somethin'

[Chorus]

Ask them why do they hate me, (why do they hate me)

Guess they mad cuz they ain't me, (mad cuz they ain't me)

Go through things that they can't see (things that they can't see)

Need a bundle of them benjees (bundle of them benjees)

See I'm ballin' like the NBA

We gon' set it off, we gon' fade-away

23, no MJ

See it's grindin' 'til we gettin' paid

[Verse 2: Rodrick Tann]

I don't have no time for it

Real stuff, sad I'm tired of all of this

Blowin' up they already know what time it is

Touch me, God gon' shine a light on all of this

Pray the Lord, to put his hands on me

So my light can shine bright for the world to see

Even though I know I came from a dying breed

Number 5 out of 10, on my momma see

I ain't doin' no pump faking, give you all of me

Cross you up you ain't really with the starting team

It's a must gotta get it for my family

It's a must gotta get it for my family

[Chorus]

Ask them why do they hate me, (why do they hate me)

Guess they mad cuz they ain't me, (mad cuz they ain't me)

Go through things that they can't see (things that they can't see)

Need a bundle of them benjees (bundle of them benjees)

See I'm ballin' like the NBA

We gon' set it off, we gon' fade-away

23, no MJ

See it's grindin' 'til we gettin' paid

[Verse: TroyTheRapper]

Remember me goin' so hard 'til my shots wouldn't fall out the rim

And now they gettin' mad I don't call

But you wasn't with me shootin' in the gym

So I gotta put my backpack on

And pass that song

The Midas touch the reason why I last so long

You ain't handle what you could when you had that long

So pass me the torch and I'ma let you know

I'm sorry

But I'm on and I can't wait

Though they wanna take my place

But I can't go, they need my wave

And that's what keep me with no brakes

Know I still dream about nights we pray

And there was long, don't know where we ate

Had to get us all a play to the NBA

[Chorus]

Ask them why do they hate me, (why do they hate me)

Guess they mad cuz they ain't me, (mad cuz they ain't me)

Go through things that they can't see (things that they can't see)

Need a bundle of them benjees (bundle of them benjees)

See I'm ballin' like the NBA

We gon' set it off, we gon' fade-away

23, no MJ

See it's grindin' 'til we gettin' paid