[Intro]
Tell the haters f** 'em all
Tell the haters to get lost
Tell the haters f** 'em all
Tell the haters we the boss
Yeah, we the boss
Yeah, we the boss
So f** 'em all
Yeah, f** 'em all
[Verse 1: King Ritchey]
Tell the haters I don't need 'em
Still walking but though I'm bleeding
Feel no love, feel so mistreated
I got no love but I don't need it
I got myself that's all I need
Dead man walking but feel no grieve
No longer something that you need
A punching bag to abuse & tease
It's me against the world like 2Pac
Gave me a red nose like Rudolf
These b**hes say I'm "too soft"
But I feel like a pillow that's full of rocks
I guess lifes a b**h tryin' to f** me over
I'm about to blow like a supernova
My words are weapons tryin' to k** the haters
About to serve you clowns like I was a waiter
[Verse 2: Rome]
Motivated by the best
I don't really f**ing stress
Smoking weed for the stress
I don't feel there's no contest
f** what a hater got to say
I've been moving through my own damn strive
I've been doing me, anyway
What the f** you gonna say about me?
Everybody got problems and everybody see, what I don't see
Look, I got a bigger vision now
Tell a n***a I'm taking time now
Really really got to shine now
Give me give me what's mine now
It's my time, I'm coming for it all
I just want to ball, Swear to god I'll never stop
I just want it all, right now, right now
What a n***a sayin'? I'll never back down, no
[Verse 3: Brando]
Listen, I'm in this b**h like Bobby, nobody can really stop me
Y'all n***as talking made me hop on this mic, catch a body
Hide the evidence, you n***as irreverent
I just know I'm better then the tippy-top of the totem, I told 'em, wait!
Balling on 'em like I'm Irvine
And they get big & mad, gotta chocking like I'm Curry
Not in a hurry, I take my time
Watch how I move, because these n***as dropping dimes
Ain't no real one's left, that's all on my mind
Damn, feel asleep, woke up a boss
Bossing up, If you feel me toss it up
Y'all n***as ain't real enough to realize the real lies that they told you
They say that I ain't have the sh**, it really don't concern you so get off my dick
Break it down 'em quick and nasty
I run this sh**, I know i heard you saying this a track meet
Anyway's its on to bigger and better days
Hey hey, what you say? Y'all really just in my way
But f** it, Imma get this money
And dodge these n***as cause they acting pretty funny
Yall eating crumbs, chasing hunnys look
I got my mind up, Way bigger that's really what makes us different
Tell me, Ritchey, what you figure? Yeah