Griffin - Quit Hating, I Stay Fly lyrics

[Produced by Griffin and King Wes] [Hook] Mother f**ers is always hating cause I stay fly b**hes thinking that I'm a player and I know why Mother f**ers is always hating cause I stay fly b**hes thinking that I'm a player and I know why [Verse 1: Griffin] Cause I'm a pretty n***a with a handsome face Everybody throwing up their hands today Soaking life up throw your cares away How am I the sun but you're throwing shade Angels claim I'm evil Soul blacker than Donald Cheadle Put the vinyl to the needle Make bigger moves than Max Keeble Hit my side chick on the sidekick, headed to the mall I'm walking out Main one's on vacation, so I won't see her I chalk Her down Seen both them hoes when I got there, instead of trying To talk them down I finessed the f** out my main chick, hit the side with that (f** you talking bout) Holy guacamole I ate her like a cannoli I'm rolling up pollie ollies A player give me a Tony There are those who claim to mirror me, there are genuine differences Look through my window you'll see an army that is more militant Apprentices starting business Listening to the business men Empires come from Minute Men All because of their diligence Teaching little kids synonyms Cause I raise them, not villages Service currently rendering Is anybody listening [Hook] [Verse 2: Juan McFarland] Fingertips all on your titties With your nips looking like burnt chips I thought you knew it hoe Never f** with new n***as 'less they talking bout that paper flow Im clairvoyant as f** I see money in my future And big booty b**hes taking off my suit for Karma Sutra Let the karma strike the cons who try to keep my karmas down Never calm I'm trying to f** the world and cum up in her mouth You mistook me for a rookie, but can't read me like no book Throwing shots that leave you shook Epileptic Sandy Hooks Live that drug life, hold up, roll weed and fruit roll ups in the back Finger f**ing hooch's while they're licking, s**ing on my tats I go tit for tat with any mother f**er from your clique Tisket Tasket you ain't down for Rebel ba*tard gobble dicks World's too f**ing sick Babies having babies it's barbaric Cut each other down like barbers Bargain for my life no merits in the barter system Murder steady booming out they turps Practice eating p**y on your gummy bears and catch the herpes n***a [Hook]