[Intro]
It's crazy (Where the fuck is Hannibal) I could be sitting here, fuckin breathing. People just wanna hate (ya man) I could be, fucking doing nothing I could be DEAD. Goddamn, I could be fucking ashes (mh hm) and people would still fucking hate. (ya) It's unbelievable (it's the truth man) but the only way to prove the haters wrong is, prove to them, that the reason their criticizing you is because they can't do what you're doing
[Verse 1}
Yall just wanna hate be cause I'am Poppin (Shotgun.mp3)
Come at me boy living ain't a fuckin option (ehghg)
Uh you ain't got no fuckin arms (ahhhh) you gon be disarmed
Keep fuckin shooting you gon need a thing called a bomb (BOMB.mp3)
[Chorus]
[2X I've] I've been over here listening to the chronic
If you fuckin hating yall need ta stop it
Saying this and that yall know that's ironic (shut the fuck up)
Say that I can't rap yall better just be honest (on Ja)
You know that ain't a fact yall just be stomping (uhhhh)
On my career yall fuckers just lost and (where am I)
[Verse 2]
You on some fuckin crack (*Inhale) we can go back to back and (Drake)
I'll send you straight back to ya motherfucking crack den (#Drugaddict)
Let's duplicate the [track and I'll still be here rapping X2]
Said the same shit [twice X2] but some fuckers think I'm snapping (murdered.mp3)
On the track, you fuckers finna get the back end (truck reversing.mp3)
(crash.mp3)
You fuckers saddened (crying.mp3) you fuckers over here mad and (AHHHHHH)
[Outro]
I'm over here, over here just laughing (he he he) I'm over here, over here just laughing (he he he)