Myazwe - Hatin' On Me lyrics

{Hook} Said you was the homie, found out you was phony Now I’m out here getting these bands all up on my lonely Never thought you’d turn to someone I’d have to watch closely, ay Jealous cause I’m getting paid Got lemons, made lemonade Why they hatin on me, is it all my trophies? Way I’m ballin on em with my left hand like Ginobli Keep some magnums on me, and a young Naomi, ay Talk is cheap, ignore the hate Can’t let haters ruin my day {Verse 1} Lost so many homies, every one ain’t for me Left me shockеd when certain peoplе turned they backs up on me Turned into everything that them folks thought that I won’t be Way I came up on em year by year like a Young Kobe Need 10 mil by forty Need a gated crib cause these hatin ni**as is nosy I been rappin circles round them, ring around the rosy Got that dope up in my vault, I got that inventory Pussy ni**as hatin, I’m jus tryna tell my story I ain’t make it to the top, but I’ma be there shortly ni**as tryn treat me like a kid they don’t want, abort me In my city they ain’t seen no one like this before me Do it for the city, know I don’t do this sh*t for me Do it for my ni**as, tryna ball like Robert Horry I can’t get up caught up with no hoe, can’t be up on Maury They ain’t show me no love before, they used to ignore me They ain’t really for me {Hook} Said you was the homie, found out you was phony Now I’m out here getting these bands all up on my lonely Never thought you’d turn to someone I’d have to watch closely, ay Jealous cause I’m getting paid Got lemons, made lemonade Why they hatin on me, is it all my trophies? Way I’m ballin on em with my left hand like Ginobli Keep some magnums on me, and a young Naomi, ay Talk is cheap, ignore the hate Can’t let haters ruin my day {Verse 2} Swagger on a hunnid ten Where do I even begin Came into this game to win I’m who your girls favourite is I got a lot to lose so I can’t move recklessly I been ballin so these haters steady sweating me Labels tryna invest in me, my flow hit like ecstasy (pause) My life’s a result of grinding hard relentlessly ni**as hatin when I got it out the mud is whack to me Thought you was my homie, out here hatin, guess all that was fake {Hook} Said you was the homie, found out you was phony Now I’m out here getting these bands all up on my lonely Never thought you’d turn to someone I’d have to watch closely, ay Jealous cause I’m getting paid Got lemons, made lemonade Why they hatin on me, is it all my trophies? Way I’m ballin on em with my left hand like Ginobli Keep some magnums on me, and a young Naomi, ay Talk is cheap, ignore the hate Can’t let haters ruin my day