Fault

Why they be hating? Is it the way that I walk? Is it the way that I talk? Nah I'm playing that shit ain't my fault Nah I'm playing that shit ain't my fault Niggas be hating just to hate Me and the hate don't correlate I feel like Rocky in a whole different state yah Wanna be Rocky Look at the shit that it cost Look at the niggas I lost And look at the bitches I lost But shit I don't care bout a bitch And them niggas I know they gone switch And them niggas you calling your gang and shit would be first to be fucking your bitch Aye just check how I move It ain't too much just to tell what I'm bout All of them niggas they do shit for clout Even them haters they know they could vouch I got a story to tell I really be spitting I don't even care bout amounts I still remember them days They didn't believe me then niggas were counting me out Fake ass nigga Fake ass bitch Fake showing love but I know you a bitch How in the fuck she fall in love, make no sense Yeah I really got that shit, yeah I really don't miss I told em boys don't you pkay with that nigga I pull out 5 racks that's the minimum figure They getting mad cause i been getting bigger Now she trynna fuck so I just gotta hit her (Hit her, hit her) I told her baby like please don't you stop All of my niggas we came from the block I know they be praying and hoping we flop Don't give a fuck what they think we the top They thought it was one but I did it a lot (They thought I was done but I did it a lot)