[Verse 1]
Kinda want a Drake, but I keep a Glock
Wok and Tech mix like Drake and Josh
You don't wanna stay, get gone, wanna conversate tell me what you want Bout to get a cramp my pockets got a knot
I just poured a deuce of Quagen in a pop
I get it low but sell it too you for a leg and arm
Why these n***as hate these n***as ain’t on

[Chorus]
Tell me why they hate, yeah
It so much problems on my plate tryna get gone, thinking if I should run away, Hop on a plane, take a vacation to the Bahamas
Cartier on my frames, that's like 300 ben franklins on my noggin

[Verse 2]
Drank, percs and oxycotin for my problem
Whеn I mix it up I turn to a zombie
I do whatever I can do for you just so you got it
I do whatеver I can do for you, just keep it solid
Just tell me whatever hurting you so we can solve it
Its them demons on yo head, you can't get em out it Touched so much green lately, think im turning to a goblin Can’t take my soul, if they do bury me at the bottom

[Chorus]
Tell me why they hate, yeah
It so much problems on my plate tryna get gone, thinking if I should run away, Hop on a plane, take a vacation to the Bahamas
Cartier on my frames, that's like 300 ben franklins on my noggin
[Verse 3]
Im too real for these n***as, I can't make it up
Tell me what they hating on, tell me what they hating on
Im running out of drank I need another cup
Tell me what its hittin for, tell me what its hittin for
Free my n***a out the feds, im callin, he won't be alone
Told me to remember what he said
Keep on steppin, run it up some mo
I put these trophies on my neck so I won't forget
That I put in blood, sweat, and tears for this shit
Had to hustle just to get a check, I was homeless sleepin on my man's bed Now I got like 30 stuffed up in my pants
And imam flex to show that I can
I could spend it all and get it back
But I done that again and again

[Chorus]
Tell me why they hate, yeah
It so much problems on my plate tryna get gone, thinking if I should run away, Hop on a plane, take a vacation to the Bahamas
Cartier on my frames, that's like 300 ben franklins on my noggin