I Hate Em ft. Chief Eli Lyrics

I'm that nigga on the block

Got that money

And became a man

All my niggas cake up

And the haters mad

We blowing checks

They be like

I hate'em man

They be like

I hate'em man

Niggas mad at me

Cause I get it

And they're lazy man

Fuck'em them other niggas

I be laughing

When I make them bands

They be like

I hate'em man

And I be like

Fuck"em then

What did I get into now

I bet they be hating me now

Cause all I be doing is grinding

And all you be doing is lie

I make a band a minute

When I'm handling my business

l live my life I live it

Aint nobody should be Tripping

I get it

I got it thus far

From chicken

To rich caviar

From liquor

To vinegar

Sippin that replica

I'm with Vivica

But not Vivica Fox

But Vivica Cox

From the matchbox

Sandlot, headdrop... AHHHH

Smashed on a desktop... Stop

Nawww... Why?

I beat it down I loved it

Hold it down in hustling

Out the game with nothing

Cause I rather free then stuntin

I visualize my future

Then I Recognized the mula

Then I Wrote the rhyme that got ya

Now I'm slick like Rick the Ruler

I'm that nigga on the block

Got that money

And became a man

All my niggas cake up

And the haters mad

We blowing checks

They be like

I hate'em man

They be like

I hate'em man

Niggas mad at me

Cause I get it

And they're lazy man

Fuck'em them other niggas

I be laughing

When I make them bands

They be like

I hate'em man

And I be like

Fuck"em then

Man I hate that nigga

Man that fake ass nigga

He don't make no bread

He don't pull no triggers

Man if you asked me

Man you sound so bitter

Me i count my blessings

Like a rich drug dealer

One question are you mad?

Or you mad as fuck?

Cause you stick it in the back

Like a pickup truck

Cause your mother is a hoe

And your bitch gon suck

Hey I'm shiting on you Birds

Isn't that good luck?

I hate them

Like a fucking Undercover

Is it because

He's grinding

Like a pair of single mothers

Probably cause

He's taking care of his niggas

Like a brother

No matter what they do

You just got to hate on others

You're never going to change

Like a couple pair quarters

You the type Let Me Drown

If a Nigga Underwater

Hey I got many haters

But I got more supporters

They want to get me shot

Like the cameraman

And the reporter

Lord lord or hell naw

Me and my niggas going to shine

Like if we Skate

On the Grind

We never lazy o we never lazy

O we gonna rest when we die

One time for pops in the sky

That was my best friend

My nigga

My guy

He's like

Why you looking for haters

When haters

Don't look in the eyes

Well neither do I

Pow

I'm that nigga on the block

Got that money

And became a man

All my niggas cake up

And the haters mad

We blowing checks

They be like

I hate'em man

They be like

I hate'em man

Niggas mad at me

Cause I get it

And they're lazy man

Fuck'em them other niggas

I be laughing

When I make them bands

They be like

I hate'em man

And I be like

Fuck"em then