[Intro: Lil Loaded]
Loaded
Loaded
Aye
Gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang
Fuck n***a wanna hate on me
Fuck n***a wanna hate on me
Gang, gang
Aye, gang, gang
(Narrow)
Aye, aye

[Chorus: Lil Loaded & Jay Sosa]
Why n***a hate on me?
Why the fuck n***a wanna hate on me? (Why they hate?)
Why n***a change on me? (Why, why)
Same n***a scream gang with me (Gang, gang)
Why n***as hate on me?
Why the fuck n***as wanna hate on me? (Why they hate?)
'Cause I gotta bag on me and I walk with a lotta cash on me (That guap)
Why these n***as hang on me? (What)
Why this fuck n***a wanna hate on me? (Why hate?)
All the n***as change I see yea (What)
Pussy ass n***a yea change I see (Change)
Why the n***a hate on me?
Why the fuck n***a wanna hate on me? (Oh why)
Why the n***a change on me?
Same n***as scream gang with me (Gang, gang)
[Verse 1: Lil Loaded]
Runnin' up digits, we chasin' them bands (Gettin' that guap)
Gang, gang, gang, he ain't even my mans (Hell na)
Lost my big brother, that wasn't the best (Oh no)
Should have died two times, God gave me chance
Two times n***a should have went to the fest (Woh)
Almost overdosed one time on them meds (On the meds)
Now I'm gettin' loot, y'all seein' some breads (Woh)
Stay humble always, it won't get to my head
I don't wanna see the pan, but I always got lit (Woh)
Robber later sees three shots to his head (Bow, bow)
Description all wrist tattoss, in the dress, always wear blue, y'all really wear red (No red)
No shit trip, I'on never see colors (No, no)
Gang, gang, gang, I got Bloods, that's brothers (That's Bloods)
These understand y'all come from the gutter
Came from the bottom, n***a came from the struggle (From the buttom)

[Bridge: Jay Sosa]
Why n***as hate on me? (Hate on me)
Same n***as screamin' gang, gang with me (Gang, gang)
All you n***as change on me (Changed on me)
Pussy ass n***a yea you changed on me (Change on me)
All you n***as changed on me
Yea, pussy ass n***a yea you changed on me
Yea, you changed on me yea
Pussy ass n***a yea you changed on me
[Verse 2: Jay Sosa]
All of these bitches got fake as fuck (Fake as fuck)
All of these n***as stay broke as fuck (Broke as fuck)
None of these n***as can't fuck with us (Can't fuck with us)
I'm rollin' my [?] up (Rollin' 'em up)
I 'member young days, that n***a didn't have shit
I 'member days I have to grasp shit, rob shit, grab shit yea (Grab)
Hop out and smash shit yea yah

[Chorus: Lil Loaded & Jay Sosa]
Why n***a hate on me?
Why the fuck n***a wanna hate on me? (Why they hate?)
Why the n***a change on me? (Why, why)
Same n***as scream gang with me (Gang, gang)
Why n***as hate on me?
Why the fuck n***as wanna hate on me? (Why they hate?)
'Cause I gotta bag on me and I walk with a lotta cash on me (That guap)
Why these n***as hang on me? (What)
Why this fuck n***a wanna hate on me? (Why hate?)
All the n***as change I see yea (What)
Pussy ass n***a yea change I see (Change)
Why the n***a hate on me?
Why the fuck n***a wanna hate on me? (Oh why)
Why the n***a change on me?
Same n***as scream gang with me (Gang, gang)