Lyrics Hatin' - Jay Triiiple

Shut the fuck up I'm way too lit
I hate a fake nigga being on that fake shit
Stop hatin on me nigga I'm just tryna get some money
Stop hatin on me nigga I'm just tryna get some money
And I don't take no shit
I hate a fake bitch being fake with my bitch
Stop hatin on her nigga she just tryna get some money
Stop hatin on us baby we just tryna get some money yea

If you ain't got no haters you ain't poppin nigga
I must be poppin but no hater will stop me nigga
All about a dollar you a can I get a dollar nigga
I go this hard because I gotta nigga
Getting my revenge and you know I'm gonna win win win
All year nigga I been going in in in
When they hear me spit niggas be like damn damn damn
I been wrecking shit up like the repair man man man
I got a list of rappers that I'm better than
I tell em kiss my ass to show em I'm ahead of them
I recite more verses than a reverend
You think I ain't hard as a rock apply your pressure then
It's whatever then rappers got me hella cocky
I made it evident that can't none of these suckas stop me
I bring my own to the table like a potluck
I'm tryna fuck shit up so don't cock block

Shut the fuck up I'm way too lit
I hate a fake nigga being on that fake shit
Stop hatin on me nigga I'm just tryna get some money
Stop hatin on me nigga I'm just tryna get some money
And I don't take no shit
I hate a fake bitch being fake with my bitch
Stop hatin on her nigga she just tryna get some money
Stop hatin on us baby we just tryna get some money yea

They slept on me like Z now I get a lot of A's like honor roll
But its time to go all gas like a Conoco
Haters be so comical
But push one down they all gon start falling like dominoes
So I'm a go hard then flying with my squadron
You do too much talking and I just put my all in
You ain't doing more than me you wanna be but why lie
It's a simple formula you lay low and rise high
You rather comment than compliment on my cool credentials
But I'm confident subliminals don't make it to my mental
Who you think you are like you attacking me
It's not tough talk if you ain't at'in me
They gossip like the prophets but they don't understand
I'm getting profit in my pockets it was always in the plan
But niggas switch hard like a thot walk
They gossip and I let the gwap talk

Shut the fuck up I'm way too lit
I hate a fake nigga being on that fake shit
Stop hatin on me nigga I'm just tryna get some money
Stop hatin on me nigga I'm just tryna get some money
And I don't take no shit
I hate a fake bitch being fake with my bitch
Stop hatin on her nigga she just tryna get some money
Stop hatin on us baby we just tryna get some money yea

So why you typing up a bitter post on Facebook
I'm getting bigger and my status give me great looks
I heard you was upset I can imagine how yo face look
But I won't see it cuz my face is in a check book
So fuck a hater cuz I never owed them favors
Plus at the rate I'm going we'll never be neighbors
I rose above with love from the small town hate
Cuz by 2-0-1-8 my house gon have a gate
Ain't no snakes in my landscape I cut em out
Ain't got time for niggas who only got time to run they mouth
You think about me and this what I dream about
Buying every relative they mutha fuckin dream house yuh
I feel the vibe and the vibes don't lie
I seen the hate in your eyes it ain't nothing you can hide
No surprises when it come to em
Bitches been tryna block me and I run through em
Run through em like