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Relax motherfucker, real rap uh
I used to have dreams of that Q45, not the 2 door
Hating ass niggas this is way before I knew y’all
Bitch niggas …, 38 screw off
Newest park legend where a nigga learn to shoot ball
All alone, still I kept it G, they knocked my crew off
Work for you, please man, who done made you boss?
Moms play topless, she was missing hella dishes
Always wonder why the coffee pot above the kitchen
They know Biggie kept a semi with a story to tell
Hand to hand they making up the bed
It’s more than they sell
I’m just a call away my nigga
I’m a Taylor you know
We getting money if we say it’s green, know I’ma go

That’s why they hating on me, cause I did it on my own
That’s why they hating on me, cause I grind it, now I’m shinning
That’s why they hating on me, cause that money stay on my mind
That’s wht they hating on me, cause I grind it, now I’m shining, it’s my timing

Man I had to wake up and get it myself
Get my own connect and have my own heat on my belt
So fucking hand out, I knew to go get it myself
Now the same ones who was hating want to give me help
I just tell them I’m cool, matter fact I don’t riot
Not for you niggas who ain’t help me get where I’m at
I’m just keeping it real, let you tell if I’m fake
Cause I be running for that money, you ain’t in the race
Yeah this balling is necessary my nigga I can’t lie
You suckers be hitchhiking, labels looking for riots
Let me tell you something that’s what everything decide
I had them niggas out your door, bout this Taylor Gang or die

That’s why they hating on me, cause I did it on my own
That’s why they hating on me, cause I grind it, now I’m shinning
That’s why they hating on me, cause that money stay on my mind
That’s wht they hating on me, cause I grind it, now I’m shining, it’s my timing.

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