Hatin’ Me
[Intro: Z-Ro]
Say Q, man feel this here, I don't know why
These muthafuckers be hatin' us the way they do
Every muthafuckin' day, all muthafuckin' day long
Nigga can't get no muthafuckin' rest, that's why I drink & smoke so muthafuckin' much.
You feel me? Get off my dick.
[Chorus: Z-Ro]
Why you be Hatin' Me day & night lately?
Your mad at me 'cause I don't buy the dreams that your sellin' lately.
[Z-Ro:]
I needed to get up off my rump & stack somethin'
I was tired of walkin' around, ready to plack somethin'
Big heads, screwdrivers, spark plugs to break the glass
Hold my bases of sellin' dope, anything to get that cash
I was gettin' grown faster than average niggas
Bills & mouths to feed, I needed cabbage nigga
Did a little rappin' on the side, but I was full time grind
'Til they ran up & 51 11 & shut it down
When I got out, I wanted to get some work & do it over
Instead I picked up a pen & got to jottin' in a folder
Niggas was bobbin' they head, bitches was bobbin' they head
The first time in my life, I didn't worry 'about no feds
But I wasn't out the woods yet, round shife too
Niggas be killin' each other over limelight fool
I ain't with it fuck a million, I just want what I earn
But they don't like it when I holler KMJ because it burn.
[Chorus: Z-Ro]
Why you be Hatin' Me day & night lately?
Your mad at me 'cause I don't buy the dreams that your sellin' lately.
[Z-Ro:]
If you wanna jam, you can grab a hold of my funk
But if you plan to take me off my game, like I'm a chump
I won't punk about it, I'm a do my thing
Dumpin' on niggas from the turnin' lane
But it's burnin' man 'cause that's how it go down
Niggas be tryin' to get you, when you live in H-Town
And you throwed in the game
Wanna get you for your mouthpiece or your name
Have you givin' up hits, havin' no change
Havin' more overdue bills, no strings
Not me, no more, it's a new day
I'm in a new ride & it's lookin' too gray.
Remember if you sew it, it'll read right back
So when you treat a nigga wrong, the heavens will handle that.
[Chorus: Z-Ro]
Why you be Hatin' Me day & night lately?
Your mad at me 'cause I don't buy the dreams that your sellin' lately.
[Z-Ro:]
Got a name for myself now, sellin' them tapes
I still be travelin' I10, but I ain't sellin' no weight no more
Blue over gray 4 do' in & out the lanes
Steady keepin' my melodies, runnin' in & out your brain
But I need my money 'cause ain't no workin' for free
If it ain't 2500, no appearances from the Z
Man, got to get my feet man, got to be treated fair
Tryin' to put me on a back burner, I'm out of there
A veteran to the game, you can't do me like no hoe
When my crib got flooded, you didn't help me you let me float
Now you wanna exercise your contractual right
But if you fuck me the first time, there ain't gon' be a twice
Recognize ain't no hate in my heart 'cause I'm a guard
I don't hate nobody, just hate it when times get hard
In my new situation, I'm havin' rich-nigga troubles
Without the switch, I'd have in a ditch-nigga troubles.
[Chorus: Z-Ro]
Why you be Hatin' Me day & night lately?
Your mad at me 'cause I don't buy the dreams that your sellin' lately.
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