Big K.R.I.T. - They Gone Hate (Original) lyrics

[Intro:] Welcome the new kid, hello the new hustler Ever since my birth, I've been the same hustler I twist the streets up with every flow I split Twist they mind-frame up, that's every ho I get [Hook:] Hey I'm ride with the Chevy (?) wood grain grippin' They gone hate though, they gone hate though I got the purp and the yak, and my rims still spinnin' They gone hate though, they gone hate though I got my stacks on deck and the K gone blow They gone hate though, they gone hate though I'm 'bout the flyest n***a comin' out the slum with the flow They gone hate though, they gone hate though [Verse 1:] Welcome the new kid, hello the new hustler Ever since my birth, I've been the same hustler I'm from that 'sippi land, hell yea they know me I'm from that Red-Line aka 3-0-B That's where them G hang in the dirty-dirty The folk can't clean it up so we call it dirty-thirty I push to pacify these hoes cause they talk too much I keep my business to my self cause n***as talk too much They just hate to see a street n***a doing great Feel like they obligated to snatch some cheese right off the plate But I ain't trippin' though, just don't stick your hands in mine If I'm the folk, then you the skater, I destroy your grind Make it happen K, that's what they tellin' me I'm like that 9-11, nobody expected me And my clique too, the whole state of 'sippi They relate to my swagger, so they ride with me [Hook:] [Verse 2:] I twist the streets up with every flow I split Twist they mind-frame up, that's every ho I get Like them - yea, yea, I talk sh** on the track n***as mad cause I won't let 'em get on the track They ain't beefin' though, cause they ain't done for Knowin' if they want the crown, I'm the one to come for Yea, man, I'm gung-ho, if you gotta problem with it I don't call problems cause I solve 'em, get it? I'm the target of every rapper spittin' flow (?) I'm the first pick to blow, dog, and they know this Why it ain't hard to see, greatness is apart of me Writing tracks and making beats, cause royalties belong to kings And I want to see (?) off whatever I drop And I wanna see mills dog, whenever I pop And I'm one of these n***as now that I'm takin' the top So, I'm tellin' these n***as now that they destined to flop [Hook:] [Verse 3:] They know me from the hood that I ride in White T, fitted cap, Louie on the side of my kicks You can catch me in the hood with my folk boy That consists of pimps, real n***as, and them dope boys Be at the 'sip or A, I can keep it poppin' n***a Krizzle on the track so the whole hood jockin' n***a Hey I could tell by they eyes that they wanna (?) I'm 18 but they know that I'm movin' sh** Pray they producer known in this music sh** Who else young as the K even doin' this? Break bread with my n***as that ride I got a state full of n***as and they ready to die So, we can take it to the pistol place (?) shawty Really ain't sh** till the k**er K shawty I make it happen if I got around here Cause n***as main focus - making dollars 'round here [Hook:] [Bridge:] I did the same hustle I did the same hustle [Hook:]