[Intro: Meek Mill]
Is you n***as hating cause you mad
Or is you mad cause you hating on me
I don't know
Let's get it

[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Patron mixed with Nuvo
Got me feeling cool though
[?] in my pockets looking like they sumo
Different color diamonds like we playing Uno
We racing in the Mazi, jumping we jump [?]
Shitting on these haters we don't see them not at all
But if we do happen to see them break they jaws just like they [?]
We break them off we break them all
Catch the slipping make them fall
I'm like Shaq all in the paint I bang on them they too small
I wasted sipping on an Ace
Kissing on the bad bitch she tell me she can taste it
Bout to take her home and hit that [?] like its the Matrix
Tell her she the one and I'll be gone when she awaking
I'm [?], ask me who I mess with I say money
N***as say they go my bitch but she gon' always come back to me
Ain't that funny (ha ha ha)
Omg MOB N***as say they fucking with me I just tell them N-O-T
Ain't that funny (ha ha ha)
Omg MOB N***as say they fucking with me I just tell them N-O-T
Ain't that funny (ha ha ha)
Omg MOB N***as say they fucking with me I just tell them N-O-T
I'm the hottest in the city bout to take over America
Any bitch you see me with you know I'm probably sharing her
N***as know I'm on, about to eat like cafeteria
Serious, trying to lock the game like I'm a Terrier
[Hook: Meek Mill]
You tryna sell a brick I'm tryna sell a house
I'm trying to fuck that bitch you trying to buy her out
I'm really on some shit what would I lie about
Get fly you got some Gucci get fly I'm flying out
Switching lanes We be switching planes
When I was trapping I used to get it from what's his name
But now I'm rapping I'm [?] in the game
And I'm balling like I'm Spalding

[Verse 2: Mel Love]
Why they ball the block what they hating for
Why they tell me stop fuck is they waiting for
I ain't like to smoke all I do is double cup
[?]
All I move is butter yo, flooded like New Orleans
Make these haters nauseous wrist wear gorgeous
Haters back up off 'em diamond chain flawless
Sale failed then I just pick it up like a forklift
Champagne bottle pop models watch corporate
[?] on top we on it
I turn nine into a bird and I make it fly
I turn a bird into a Benz and I make it drive
I turned raps into tracks and I made it here
I turn this [?] into a career hope it make me rich
And it make me that and it make me this
Ice all up on my wrist like my shit swollen
[Hook: Meek Mill]

[Verse 3: E. Ness]
Take a look at me and you can tell I live the high life
Running with them wolves way before they made Twilight
All I'm really tryna tell these boppers get their mind right
[?] get some haters to hating though in some hindsight
They call me Mr. Lee but never ever did I crime fight
When they come and get [?] this cheese or blind mice
Spit that Walter Cronkite
Fucking all these bitches like its prom night
Flying triple diamond that's what I like
Let's get wasted
So shitfaced to the point that I lost my bird or misplaced it
So high I can bump my head on a spaceship
I can't feel my face no more I need a face lift
Woke up from the Matrix
Slid through the block in the latest
After doing six months out Vegas
All I'm tryna say is
I don't hate the game just the player
Until that pound cake come in layers

[Hook: Meek Mill]