Haters keep coming for me
Won't let me prosper in peace
Ayy
Haters keep comin' for me (For me)
Won't let me prosper in peace
(Won't let me prosper in peace)
Ayy, I sit in my car and I read
Like damn, they got all the people intrigued
Won't let me prosper in peace
(Won't let me prosper in peace)
Ayy, I sweat and I cry and I bleed
But they just keep comin' for me (For me)
Like I don't deserve what I have (Have)
I don't know why they so mad (Mad)
It ain't no mystery, if you get busy
then victory's up for grabs (Grabs)
We just a bucket of crabs (Crabs)
We just a— uh, keep it a buck, we just a bucket of crabs
Niggas gon' look at me sideways
like I don't deserve the shine (Shine)
Who does he think he is?
That bitch he fuck should be mine (Mine)
That whip he drive should be mine (Mine)
That bank account should be mine (Mine)
And that lil' nigga roll by
and they breakin' they neck like Busta Rhymes
Shmoney comin', I'm not surprised
Blessings keep fallin' like, "Much obliged"
I'm so fresh to death, yeah, I must've died
Stabbed in the back, then I cut the ties
Locked the door, shut the blinds
Livin' this life by God design
I'ma still need this shit customized
Yeah, yeah
Haters keep comin' for me (For me)
Won't let me prosper in peace
(Won't let me prosper in peace)
Ayy, I sit in my car and I read
Like damn, they got all the people intrigued
Won't let me prosper in peace
(Won't let me prosper in peace)
Ayy, I sweat and I cry and I bleed
But they just keep comin' for me (For me)
Like I don't deserve what I have (Have)
I don't know why they so mad (Mad, I don't know why)
It ain't no mystery, if you get busy
then victory's up for grabs (Grabs)
We just a bucket of crabs (Crabs)
We just a— uh, keep it a buck, we just a bucket of crabs
Yo, uh
I don't regret none the shit that I did
prosper in peace, I'm here for these blessings
Here for that look on they face when they see us
I make my haters need therapy sessions
Stood in the mirror confessin'
They see the jewels, but they don't be hearin' the message
I grinded for this, I'm playin' "Niggas In Paris"
while I'm in out Paris with niggas
She like whatever I like, she my twin
She text me, 3 AM, like, "Where you been? "
I text back the skeleton face emoji
"Bitch, quit playin' with me, drop the pin"
I did it with patience, I can't even fake it
sometimes I feel like the greatest
I'm really that nigga, we flyin' in private
the pilot like, "Nigga, you made it"
I know
Haters keep comin' for me
Won't let me prosper in peace
(Won't let me prosper in peace)
Ayy, I sit in my car and I read
Like damn, they got all the people intrigued
Won't let me prosper in peace
(Won't let me prosper in peace)
Ayy, I sweat and I cry and I bleed
But they just keep comin' for me (For me)
Like I don't deserve what I have (Have)
I don't know why they so mad (Mad)
It ain't no mystery, if you get busy
then victory's up for grabs
We just a bucket of crabs
We just a— uh, keep it a buck, we just a bucket of crabs
I feel like I'd be lyin'
if I said I didn't see any of the hate
You know? If, if it didn't get to me at all
'Cause it does, you know?
But it's like, I sleep peacefully knowin'
that I work hard for everything I have
You know? I work hard and I pray hard, dog
and I wait my turn, bro, that's the thing
But what pisses me off is
that they see me work hard for this shit
But it's like, like, like there's no winning
Like there's no winning, it's like, fuck, bro
Compositores: Kid Hazel, Benny the Butcher, Nasty C, Prod LB & Splited Stupid