[Hook: Geri D'Fyniz]
Gotta stay on your grind everyday I know ya tryna to make it/
You gotta keep your hustle strong ain't no time for playing/
When you're in Haterville...Haterville
They don't want you to shine they want you clapped with that nine/
Because they're jealous of you you gotta fight to survive/
When you're in Haterville...Haterville...Haterville
[Verse: J.Gram Williams]
I guess ya out ya mind when ya see a n***a grind/
27 all day how ya see a n***a grind/
Back on the hustle even in the winter time/
But my city is a trip and them haters come in line/
Single file at a time if you talking bout mine/
And I don't understand how ya n***s get the time/
If ya talk about h*s man all I talk is money/
I never get full I'mma always stay hungry/
And I keep a bad chick/
A 1 looking stunting while them haters over there side talking while I'm stunting/
But they softer than a muffin/
Won't say it to my face/
And even if they have the balls/
I'll probably punch em in they face/
N***a please I'mma G and I know about stacks/
Group of n***s keep hating why I'm tryna get that/
Haterville is the city/
Only place you get that/
But I pay em no mind/
I recline and kick back/
[Hook]
[Verse: Geri D'Fyniz]
You might've thought this was a city full of love in the sky/
But I'mma really tell you people how it go in the CHI/
Where lazy s**ers are living/
It's carzy how they are k**ing/
And steady hating each other because the money they getting/
No kidding/
Ridiculous how they treat us at home/
We steady slept on and have to leave are state to be known/
It don't matter how good you flow them people at radio/
Are full of more bull**** than a toilet bowl/
[Hook]
[Verse: Geri D'Fyniz]
I don't care for your respect/
I'm just focused on a check/
A lot of people talking business but really ain't doing s**t/
A lot of people talking money still really ain't getiing it/
s**ers claiming they the boss but riding other people's d**K/
And I tried to be a nice guy but now I'mma be a prick/
Tried to do a feature with you to give you ya first hit/
But ya full of ya self so I'mma bring you down a bit/
The reason folks don't feel ya rhymes cause you really can't spit/
It really went to ya head that BS that you write/
You put ya stuff on Facebook and got a couple of likes/
Got a couple followers and started thinking you nice/
But never did a real show all you do is open mics/
After that night we forgot who you were/
Your feelings were hurt/
Out of all the garbage rappers you most def are the worst/
And I know you are so mad and probably hating me/
But um I am that fire so don't play with me/
At all/
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