YG ft. Drake, Kamaiyah - Why You Always Hatin

Текст песни: Why You Always Hatin

All up in my face, you not from the clique

Give me space, we might rob the shit

Most hate it, baby they don't love the clique

I thought they love you when you make it

This some other shit, yeah

Yeah, yeah, this some other shit

Friends and business don't mix so I'm brotherless

Tryna get back close, hit 'em with the stiff

Gears I shift, make sure they feel the drift

Just copped the Benzo with the tint

You should know cause in every song I said this shit

Yeah, in every song I said this shit

I'm just proud of my accomplishments

I'm a 4Hunnid nigga, I don't care at all

Have her suck dick, lick the head and all

Heard you talkin' 'bout I'm real, I'm fraud

Your kids and broad, they straight, you shouldn't care at all

Please, please tell me why you always hatin'

Please tell me why you always hatin'

Please, please tell me why you always hatin'

Please tell me why you always hatin'

Please, please tell me why you always hatin'

Please tell me why you always hatin'

Please, please tell me why you always hatin'

Please tell me why you always hatin'

Hunnid 4 times how it go down

Slaps on deck for the Oaktown

On mamas, man I did it with my own sound

And I got my own city that I hold down

Just admit it already

You got plans to do it, boy we did it already

Got a couple DMs I done slid in already

Gotta ask YG if he hit it already, yeah

I'm a star like Moesha's nigga

Runnin' up the numbers like Ayesha's nigga

Yeah, I be slidin', I be creepin', nigga

Girls these days, they just don't know how to keep a nigga

But I got it all handled

They try to box me in, I got my own angles, yeah

I'ma spend the summer gettin' to the cake

And I'ma wish a nigga would on every candle

Please, please tell me why you always hatin'

Please tell me why you always hatin'

Please, please tell me why you always hatin'

Please tell me why you always hatin'

Please, please tell me why you always hatin'

Please tell me why you always hatin'

Please, please tell me why you always hatin'

Please tell me why you always hatin'

If you ain't know me, bet you know now

Drizzy came through with the verse for me both times

Bomp-town that's an automatic hold down

What's that? Ask no questions, just hold it down

Why you hatin' on the progress?

I'm a humble nigga, I don't even pop shit

I just drive the Maybach through the projects

And Still Brazy ain't even drop yet

Hate from a distance, please don't try me

Cause we'll turn it up on anybody

I see why they don't like me

Yellin' out 4Hunnid, they go too hyphy

I'm with the posse back at it, nigga

That mean Kamaiyah goin' platinum, nigga

That mean I got a Kindle in my mattress, nigga

Got the Bity Back Brackin' nigga

Please, please tell me why you always hatin'

Please tell me why you always hatin'

Please, please tell me why you always hatin'

Please tell me why you always hatin'

Please, please tell me why you always hatin'

Please tell me why you always hatin'

Please, please tell me why you always hatin'