[Intro]
We here
Lor Scoota
DJ Manny
We got these n***as hatin already
We ain't even show yall shit yet
We gonna get worse fuckin wit n***as

[Hook]
I ain't even make it
N***as hatin already
Keep having conversations bout a n***a like bitches
Why you worried bout me
Im doin me
Fuck n***as
Hell nahh
I ont battle
We can battle
Be successful

[Verse 1]
I ain't even cut the check
N***as hatin already
Actin like a n***a own somethin already
Bitches trynna fav print about me already
But you know if they was prepared
They would do that already
Hatin on my cuz Im doing my thing
Your campaign flopped during my campaign
EA sports
Im still inna game
The real n***as love me cuz they feelin my pain
You n***as washed up
I ain't feelin them lanes
4th quarter cut
Put me in the game
Scoota up next
You know you can't loose
Thats a player on my team like Malik Sancruise
Im the only n***a that can do what I do
N***as wanna battle rap
Nahh, that ain't what I do
We can bet a stack who better than who
Then bet another stack that I fuck more than you
Pussy ass n***a got dikes in his crew
You the toilet paper
You the shit im whippin wit you
And nahh I dont fight
Im the type n***as shoot
Clowny ass n***as trippin off what I do
You belong in a bag
All you hang wit is flukes
All my n***as got bands all grands in our coup
Im too advanced
You can't do what I do
And my sag and look I took your bitch home too

[Hook]X2
I ain't even make it
N***as hatin already
Keep having conversations bout a n***a like bitches
Why you worried bout me
Im doin me
Fuck n***as
Hell nahh
I ont battle
We can battle
Be successful

(See these n***as man, we a different breed
I ain't breedin like a lot of these n***as
Fuck wit real n***as
Street n***as
And I dont battle rap
We can battle bein successful n***a
Lor n***a

[Verse 2]
One thing bout me
I motivate myself
Hopped out in dem streets
I worked myself
Started out ruff
I didn't have no help
Ain't nobody have a handle held out
I jumped in the plane
Hit packs myself
Gettin paid out the clip
Buying food for myself
Imma young n***a
And I get it for myself
I dont want nobody
Gimme no hand outs
Put me anywhere and I still stand out
I ain't satisfied till I put my mother inna house
N***as hatin on me cuz they dont know what Im about
They dissin on the internet Just to get some clout
We came to get money
That ain't what we about
Im trying to see the world
Vacate for out
You stuck in the hood
Im tryin ta get out
I made my lane
Auto tuned my route
Got my own campaign
Doing shit myself
And n***as they good
We dont need no help
Come straight from the mud
But we stay cleaned up
When you hustle you might where the same thing for a month
Got two pairs of Jays
So you gotta stack up
But when that money stack up
Hit the mall just flunt
(???) Fuck whatever I touch
Still in the streches n***as gonna do what?
Its game time
Lets see how you perform in the cut
Errybody wanna be up next so what
Errybody wanna sneak-dis for what
You wanna be a man
Lor n***a speak up
You n***as on mute
I put it on speaker
Sayr the fuck I want like Martin Luther
King
If you put you can't tell me a thing
Until the day I go
Imma let my nuts hang

[Hook]X2
I ain't even make it
N***as hatin already
Keep having conversations bout a n***a like bitches
Why you worried bout me
Im doin me
Fuck n***as
Hell nahh
I ont battle
We can battle
Be successful

(Yo)
[verse 3]
N***as out here still hatin
But they sleepin in their grandmothers basements
Im the five star sippin pretty ass hoes
Cumin in all these bitches faces
I ain't never talk bad beat my cases
Medusa Face on a n***as shoe laces
And I ont even got no patience
Soon as I wake up
Tryin ta get my cake up
N***as hatin hard on ya n***a 2-pac
Rob the presidential next Monday, Hooplaa
Think that you high, but n***a you not
Got my own money
N***a got a few blocks
Came threw the city wit tha black and blue drop
LV's on my feet
They was unlaced
Say that Im a bitch
N***a say it to my face
So I can put your body on this new 38
In and out if state when I was counting that weight
N***as still talkin
Ain't got no cake
You can sign a down
N***a you so late
We eatin over here
Bumb ass n***a get a plate
All loyal n***a
We dont fuck wit no snakes
N***as say they real but n***a so fake
When I count this money that I put up in my safe
Swear to God
That shit give me da shakes
(Heyyy)

[Hook]X2
I ain't even make it
N***as hatin already
Keep having conversations bout a n***a like bitches
Why you worried bout me
Im doin me
Fuck n***as
Hell nahh
I ont battle
We can battle
Be successful