I'm tired of the hating This sh** gotta stop You say you can't hear me Can you hear me now? I gotta 100 racks I throw it in the club You a broke boy You be watching, mouth drop I started from the bottom Look where I am now I got a,got a audi Don't ask me how These people know me Like my name is Barack You boys pelting rocks I got choppas and they co*ked I'm dedicated mayne Most of yall not You just looking for some bucks While I'm rapping in a tux Forget fake friends Where my real friends at? Roll my joint Sit down, let's chat I'm flexin with your girl With you, she's not She say she like my house, she like my car, and my yacht I rock Louis V Fendi on my face Ralph Lauren on Pull up, skirr, then I'm gone World Series attitude Watch me ball I made it through the struggle Through the pain and down falls You can't tell me sh** All my music legit Hate on me Your house get lit Bang I'm smoking on this strong and you already know it I'm ridin round with your girl and uoeno I'm counting all this cash,Yeah I'm blowin' You a broke n***a and we all know it