The Finer Things

Why they hating

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Why they hating on me

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(That sh!t be real sometimes)

Why they hating on me

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(You just gotta listen man)

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Never bite the hand that feed you, pussy I could read you

Don't get out of line and let hating n!ggas mislead you

Talking sh!t on n!ggas, don't know why you feel the need to

Bout to crash your whip, that's what having too much speed'll do

Say my name 3 times then you're dead, just like beetle juice

Smoking on that killer, bout to bring the weed on through

I get sh!t cracking when I get high, I make the needle move

You transparent when you tell them lies I can see through you

Won't say that sh!t to your face, that's what corny people do

Know some dudes on corners that corners where they sleeping too

Had to get my money up

I put on my people too

Saying the first was a classic, I'm a make a sequel to it

Chronic

She calling me up, baby now she want that bomb sh!t

Ain't had it in a while

And she know just where to find it

I ain't worried bout them n!ggas got a problem

I'm a say that sh!t in person ain't no comment

Girl I got a big ass car that you can ride in

I got a buss down to tell me what the time is

That's why them n!ggas stay hating on me

That's why them n!ggas stay hating cause I'm shining

You should probably stack your chips instead of hating

Wonder if I ****ed your b!tch, use your imagination

n!ggas wanted me to stop but sh!t I had to make it

Had to go on tour and make myself the fan favorite

Had to make myself the boss, ain't have to step on toes

Half these n!ggas ain't 100, half these n!ggas hoes

Half these n!ggas smile in your face and laugh behind your back

Half these n!ggas broke

Half these n!ggas doing bad

I don't hang out with these n!ggas, I got too much swag

Made my millions now I'm chilling, why would you be mad?

n!ggas hurting now trying to sell they jewelry back

They get jealous when you winning that's just how they react

Chronic

She calling me up, baby now she want that bomb sh!t

Ain't had it in a while

And she know just where to find it

I ain't worried bout them n!ggas got a problem

I'm a say that sh!t in person ain't no comment

Girl I got a big ass car that you can ride in

I got a buss down to tell me what the time is

That's why them n!ggas stay hating on me

That's why them n!ggas stay hating cause I'm shining

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She leave with me, You won't see her again

Got her rolling up the trees with her best friend

Throwing up my gang

Pour some more Mcqueen

Wizzle got Wings, Wizzle got everything