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Hi Haters
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YoungBoy Never Broke Again
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(A-a-a-a-ayy, that's probably Tago) (Goddamn, BJ made another one) To all the haters, I say, "Hey" (Ooh) I made it through another day (Ooh-ooh) A gangster, still don't trust a thing (Oh-oh), slime I know they hatin' anyway (Ho-ho) And now I speak, gotta put my daughter to sleep And just like Peak, I named my son after a G (They know) Ain't been respondin' to these niggas, I'm way more rich, I know they see (They see) On my wife, I'm spendin' millions and I put some diamonds on my wrist (Yeah-yeah) I done made it out the cage (I done made it out the cage) Saw me down, but I'm so up, I don't give one f*ck God, I say, "Thank you" Hit your artist wit' them Ks (Hit your artist wit' them Ks) I don't bothеr you, you pick on me Just wait to see, bitch, I'm gon' spank you (Bah, bah) Too many real estatе, to the rich, that's embarrassment, but I'm big on it Been on it, I get that money and I sit on it (Sit on it) Nails got some paint up on 'em, but play know I'll kill yo' big homie I got this Givenchy-branded chain, I'll fit three-times your rent on it Tell my mama, "Send a hundred, I'ma send it back" (I'ma send it back) Throw a brick and hide ya hand, bitch, you know I'ma get you whacked (I'ma get you whacked) She tell Charleston White, "I'm a gangster who been misled wrong" I just been leadin' wrong, but if you ever need me, I'll send 'em back (I'll send 'em back) To all the haters, I say, "Hey" I made it through another day I'm blessed, so how can I complain? It ain't one thing that they can say I thank you Lord that I'm saved (Saved) Look, all this money I done made They won't let me out the cage Some hitters missed me wit' them K's (Some niggas missed me wit' them K's) Know I put shit up behind lil' Dave (Yeah) But, bae, I changed, I was feelin' played (Yeah) Should've shot the bitch up in his face (Yeah) Wanna say, "Stop violence," but it don't add up to my name Known to bring pain, I bust his brain Like, "Boy, you disrespected gang" (You know) I'm a duck, continue wit' that ignorant shit 'cause I'm a wealthy man (Move on) Try and pray five times a day, name another Christian do the same (Amen) And I gotta thank the Lord for my kids (My kids) Harper got smart on that big Nigga tryna cap me, crossed my wig, behind this boy that we digged Hope you don't think you comin' in here puttin' me up, it won't be it (Uh-uh) Come test your luck, I wan' see it Drop the next, turned to a spirit I'm like, "Mama, these niggas don't want no problems, but these women wanna sex away my problems" Free money, might as well give away to my partners (All of my brothers, nigga) They be hatin' and I'm like, "Oh, it ain't my problem" (Ma, I got problems) To all the haters, I say, "Hey" I made it through another day (Ayy, ayy, ayy) I'm blessed, so how can I complain? (I can't complain) It ain't one thing that they can say (It ain't a thing they can say) I thank you Lord that I'm saved (Ooh, ooh) Look, all this money I done made They won't let me out the cage Some hitters missed me wit' them K's (Ah, ah) Know I put shit up behind lil' Dave (Yeah, yeah) But, bae I changed, I was feelin' played Should've shot the bitch up in his face (Yeah) I'm workin' hard through all my problems, hustlin' on my own (Own) And I be up late when they sleep, no excuses at all I'm the man inside my home (My home) I'm caught up providin' (I'm caught up providin') But all my niggas been slidin', woah (But all my niggas been slidin') We gotta stay violent through this shit Don't like violence, not one bit Might just come home and call my mama (Call my mama) Pain keep me rollin', I stay strong (I'm strong, yeah) I'm winnin' on these bitches, I say, "Amen" (Amen) My shades, they Balenci', they ain't Ray-Bans Dada try hard not to open a can on these fools These niggas be fans, ran up my bands on them dudes (I run up my bands) Bought extra land, and it got the same view as my house, way too cool (Too cool) Got to keep that stick inside my pants, like Baboon (Know I got to keep that stick) They know I'm not friendly, not one bit and I hate all of you (I'm too rich) Watch my nails (Yeah) Tell the boys and girls, I'm Top, I'm up, go to Hell (Go to Hell) You ain't hatin' on me, I hope you conquer and prevail (Prevail) They want beef, got 'em waitin' on me, 'cause I know they'll probably'll call 12 (Brrt) Can't be lookin' up to niggas don't even look up to their self Don't set yourself up for to fail (Slime) Haha To all the people that be talkin' down on me, nigga, ha It's all good, all good, I'm ballin' Ya heard me? You ain't takin' it away from us now, at all Everybody livin' good Shit, if you ain't livin' good, I know I gave it to you That's on ya body, ya heard me? You ain't gotta like me, believe that I'm kickin' it wit' [?] on here, I'm too [?] on here I'm stayin' groovy on these hoes, nigga, believe that It's slime, Top To all the haters, I say, "Hey"
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