Текст песни
They hate us, wanna be us
I got them lights like Judas Maccabeus
We is not they feeders
Yo
Sometimes I just gotta kick it back and really
Listen
Yo
We in this bitch
Yo
Sometimes I just gotta kick it back and really analyze
Would the kid that started this today believe these bands are mine
At the table, only drinking port, this ain't no starter wine
We don't do that childish shit no' mo, we not infantilized
Went and grabbed my rosary, I guess we fighting demons
I got my haters imprecated, this is not they season
Bands up, fans up, we can't wait up
Rack cost, too much not to be famous
They won't get a look from me, bitch they ain't us
Niggas popping out from anywhere, them links is made up
He wan' run it back to being friends I thought you hated us
He thought he won't hear from us again, he can't escape from us
Eat up, eat dust, bitch I really mean it
I'll be stepping on you niggas every single evening
Listened to the hating niggas
And I retained the feeling
Seventh year
Still goin
Someone please explain the meaning
Someone break it down for me
Check through the accounts for me
How Lil Cyclone popping out again, I know they tired of me
How you wanna take for me you not the one that died for me
The audacity
They tell you stories and you don't check the veracity
This world turned so degenerate, man it's a tragedy
I got no other choice in this but make 'em mad at me
Yeah I'mma make em mad at me
And I still got my head in books, at night I see equations
We gettin' bags the right way, in this generation
Yeah
Man fuck the killers and the scammers they is not my nation
Hell naw we don't affiliate
They so illiterate, they let that money incubate
You know we intellectuals over here, we went the smarter way
Uh
The one where we accumulate