[Intro]

(Julian Currier)

(Oliver)

Hate when niggas try to tell you what to do like you ain't been doin' this shit, man

The fuck up? I know what I'm doin'

Baby drive me crazy like a SRT

I be really wonderin' why the hell they hate on—

Why the hell they hate on me

Why the hell they—

[Verse]

Baby drive me crazy like a SRT

I be really wonderin' why the hell they hate on me

We too different, I be places you can nevеr be

Stay on that side of the grass if you gon' go and see

Niggas out hеre broke and starvin', must don't wanna eat

Finna head down to the south, I'm tryna feel the heat

Who can fuck with us? Mm, let me think

All I think about is money, might just need a shrink

Master P, she look like a Kardashian

Fucked up, only time she call is when she mad at him

I won't judge you, I'll leave that to God

Baby ain't never even drove but she be down to ride

Fuckin' up the chemistry, you let your team down

I be trapped in my bag in the meanwhile

She made me cum off the dome like a freestyle

Let my mans ballin', waitin' on the rebound

Everybody play a part, from the staff to the boss

Really came a long way from goin' half on the sauce

I remember when they used to laugh, man, who would've thought?

Now they sick 'cause they was talkin' down and really throwin' salt

Ain't no competition, I swear it ain't no comparison

Wouldn't fuck you, let alone cuff you, that's embarassin

Shooters pull up to your front door like they Caroline

Ridin' with a foreign, no, my bitches not American

Play your cards right, you never know just what the deck hold

You can go to sleep and wake up to her 'cause she that cold

Livin' in the cold world, what happened to the broke ho?

I be workin' like Rihanna, nigga, you a no show

Eatin' good as hell, steak and garlic, mashed potatoes

Man, I been peeped from your vibes you a hater

If she cannot cookin', ain't no point to even date her

She get sad everytime I say, "I'll see you later"

Fell down, got up, but ain't nobody help me, though

Tried to leave me out here lookin' just like Romeo

Still got that paper on me just like a portfolio

TrDee be preachin' facts but they don't hear me, though

I be really wonderin' why the hell they hate on me

(Oliver)

Why they hate on me

I be really wonderin' why the hell they hate on me

Why they hate on Dee?