Hater Proof
Dave East, DJ Kay Slay, Meetsims, MoneyBagg Yo
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I'm hater proof, you should already know I get respect everywhere that I go Guess it's why them people hatin' for Doin' good ain't never good where I'm from Found out you gettin' paper, though Guess that's why them people hatin' for Kay Slay, what's up? Uh, Burberry scarf and some Tim boots Bad bitch with me and she foreign too (Lil' bad bitch) Pull up out the whip, hop out clutchin' (Clutch the forty) Neck and wrist icey, I'm a slushie My lil' nigga'll face a nigga DJ Kay Slay a nigga Broad day a nigga, clap Ay bay bay a nigga I climbed from the bottom, I found a way out (Found a way out) You niggas the feds, plottin' on my layout Y'all make me go a lil' harder Ain't gon' lie, I'm startin' to like haters Look, I'm Louied down, I'm a freshman like a ninth grader F*ck her, put her out, no you cannot spend the night later She tryna get glue Stuck on me? I get some fly paper, uh I'm hater proof, you should already know I get respect everywhere that I go Guess it's why them people hatin' for Doin' good ain't never good where I'm from Found out you gettin' paper, though Guess that's why them people hatin' for Who take the coke up in butcher crib? I was trappin' out chess spot Baggin' up I was swipin' for TVs and an Xbox Robberies got me watchin' Get caught slippin'? You bet' not Told your bitch just to suck it', got me feelin' like X-Pac They say I'm overrated, I ain't been sober lately I get doped on the daily and f*ck them hoes, just come pay me I'm in control like Baby, countin' Cash Money, Benjis Got uptown in a frenzy Roll them ounces and Benzes Ninety percent Crip and I got homies that's Billy Homies that's mackin', started in the 'jects with a package F*ck a MTV list, got some Marriotts on deck Tonight I got like three chicks Bring that money back to daddy, remix Cut that coca with that Arm-N-Hammer Shit is gettin' real, I bought my mom a hammer Perk and me won't talk to cameras I'm off the Sour, though My cousin got a powder flow Next exit gotta get some gas, couple miles to go Boulders in the trunk so ain't no smokin' Laughin' to the bank but I ain't jokin' Rich nigga and I'm rollin' Hammers on the seats so ain't no speedin' Clip a nigga quick, just need a reason Put that work in then we leavin' I'm hater proof, you should already know I get respect everywhere that I go Guess it's why them people hatin' for Doin' good ain't never good where I'm from Found out you gettin' paper, dough Guess that's why them people hatin' for
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Written by: Keith Grayson, Dave Brewster, Demario White, Turrell Sims
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