Hate - #YAOML (You Ain't On My Level) lyrics

[Hook - Dow Jones] (Uh) Y-you ain't on my level (Never) You ain't on my level (Nah) Y-you ain't on my level (Hah, Let's go!) You ain't on my level (Never) Y-you ain't on my level (Nah) You ain't on my level (I thought I told'em man) I love it when they sleep Front-line, So Superb! [Verse 1 - Dow Jones] Uh, they ain't on my level They under me like devil I'm hot though, cheese nacho I'm on chill mode with these bezzles I'm a front-line n***a that's so superb Y'all pro-noun n***as, I be the verb On top of you n***as y'all so disturbed "Catch-up n***as" they so absurd I get it on but you know the kid stay humble Like David Arquette I'm always ready to rumble I'm a hood veteran many n***as I'm better than There's levels to this sh** just watch how my chedder bend Money made this sh**, y'all ain't f**in' wit me Getcha timin' right you n***as is A.B Don't make me do this I promise I'll lose it My weapons is lethal u can not confuse it Like abracadabra your boy is elusive I'm "Mr. On-Point" I'm always exclusive Go hard in the paint like n***a I do this Still bout my business I never abuse it Stay on my job they lovin' my music Loyal to my n***as & family the truest Been down on my luck go the hardest I proved it They ain't on my level I thought that you knew this [Hook] Y-you ain't on my level You ain't on my level Y-you ain't on my level You ain't on my level You ain't on my level Y-you ain't on my level You ain't on my level You ain't on my level [Hook - H.A.T.E.] It's ya boy, H-A-T-E (Let Go!) Y-you ain't on my level (hanh?) You ain't on my level (hanh?) Y-you ain't on my level (f** out) You ain't on my level (hanh?) Y-you ain't on my level (hanh?) (Six-Oh) y-you ain't on my level [Verse 2 - H.A.T.E.] First I think it up & plot my points & I put it on the paper Just connect the dots, my sh** is hot, it's H.A.T.E. the f**ing flavor I'm a selfish little mooley, I ain't doing you no favors I'm chasing green paper with them presidential faces You ain't touching where I'm at, clean, hypochondriac Use to push the Pontiac, 86' the b**h was black Bumping Jigga in the boombox, f** your one, I need 2 shots Don't a**ociate with rats, me & my homies just don't do cops Swerving through that asphalt, live my life & it's fast forward Breaking into them cash vaults & then cashing out like I asked for it I get that cause I earned that Put a spark in my lyrics & I burnt tracks I don't do that fiction, y'all better learn facts Commercial motherf**ers, there be no acts HASHTAG: You ain't on my level Running with the gods but I'm f**ing with the Devil Nothing but the best so you're looking at a metal Keep it stirred up cause I'm never gonna settle All the way the floor when I'm pushing on the pedal True to Hip-Hop, so I must be a rebel Try to keep up I'mma show you something special H.A.T.E. flow right with the ba** & the treble, let go! [Hook] Y-you ain't on my level (C'mon) You ain't on my level (Whoo) Y-you ain't on my level (Let Go) You ain't on my level Y-you ain't on my level You ain't on my level [Hook] Y-you ain't on my level You ain't on my level Y-you ain't on my level You ain't on my level You ain't on my level Y-you ain't on my level You ain't on my level [Verse 3 - J-Krillz] Oh, it's my go? Okay, hah, (yeah) You already know who it is, man J-Krillz (Full Affect) Get That Cash, you'll understand #Tru You know who I be, It's J-Krillz Get That Cash, Full Affect I was asked to go, had to spaz on a track By DaedBaetz so I gotta show respect For Elmira, New York, 607 that's my town We bout to flip sh** upside down With this sh** we call The Railroad Underground That's "Tru" sh**, if you never knew, that's new sh** Keep your thoughts full of food While the main street starve ya My Lyrics stay filling cause it's Full Affect that's how I do it, b**h How I do it b**h You wish you knew me, huh? Cause ain't no one on my level You gotta be a hundred plus feet tall Or Eileen Collins in a space shuttle John Jones the game & abolish any doubt thrown towards Krillz Do just like Tommy did & get My 'figure's headed up towards the 'hills' Keeping any crowd faded While you turning up you'll never turn us down Lyrical Ernie Davis, tryna go pro Tryna get from orange to brown That's "Tru" [Hook] Y-you ain't on my level You ain't on my level Y-you ain't on my level You ain't on my level Y-you ain't on my level You ain't on my level