Songtexte Hating On Me - Maurii

Tell me why nigga hatin' on me
Is it really a reason? is it really the season?
Like nigga don't give me a reason
We gon' jump out that truck trigger squeezin
Cause we chasing this bread nigga, protecting the bread winner
They gon' fill you with lead nigga, they gon' make sho' your head bigger
I really like money conversation, when it come to any amount, any amount oh
If a pussy nigga dead, dig him out the ground, dig him out the ground oh
Walk in his house, take everything, don't make a sound, sound oh
Walk down glock in his face, tell a nigga give it up oh

Ima kick it and cool it, got the fuck out my feelings, I'm cool
I been chillin' with blood, know he boolin
Give a fuck who you was, thought you knew me?
Get the fuck out my face, love
Don't want conversation, not in the mood
I wan' get to the point where I look at my paystub, see a million in proof

Clear out the room if it's smoke
This shit can get serious fasho
Roll up big woods, we gon' blow
Catch a lil' nigga diss and we gon' blow

Blow at his whole crew, fuck nigga don't even know you
Told lil shorty that I love her, love her
I'm telling the whole truth

Tell me why nigga hatin' on me
Is it really a reason? is it really the season?
Like nigga don't give me a reason
We gon' jump out that truck trigger squeezin
Cause we chasing this bread nigga, protecting the bread winner
They gon' fill you with lead nigga, they gon' make sho' your head bigger
I really like money conversation, when it come to any amount, any amount oh
If a pussy nigga dead, dig him out the ground, dig him out the ground oh
Walk in his house, take everything, don't make a sound, sound oh
Walk down glock in his face, tell a nigga give it up oh