Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] I don't gotta do much For a bitch to hate on me (yeah) All I do is breathe All I do is be me (be me) [Chorus] I don't gotta do much for a bitch to hate on me Wake up, wash my face, now they talkin' low-key Every time I step outside, I make it hard to breathe All I gotta do is be myself and a woman gon' hate on me Hate on me Hate on me (uh) All I gotta do is be myself and a woman gon' hate on me [Verse 1] Roll outta bed, bonnet on, still they pressed (pressed) Scrollin' through my page, stalkin' every lil' flex They rehearse my life like they studyin' for a test But can’t pay they bills, got opinions nonetheless Walk in, fresh skin, big aura, small waist They be squintin' from the shine, tryna copy, cut and paste Got they group chat buzzin', say my name, that’s grace I’m the prayer and the problem, both hittin' in the same space [Chorus] [Verse 2] I ain't even touched her man, she still mad at me (why?) I ain't even in her lane, she still trackin' me Every outfit that I wear, end up in her gallery She wanna be the main, but she stuck as a parody They be loud on the net, in my face they sweet tea Type a whole essay, in person can't speak I'm the mirror they avoid, I expose what they see They don't hate what I do, they just hate they ain't me (yeah) [Chorus] [Bridge] Wake up, face bare, they tight (so tight) New day, same me, they spite (alright) I shine, they whine, that’s life If they ain’t talkin’ ‘bout me, somethin’ ain’t right (nah) [Chorus]
Tags
rap, Hard trap drums and thick sub bass under aggressive, confident female vocals. Sparse, menacing piano stabs and dark synth pads leave room for tight, punchline-heavy flows. Hook explodes with stacked gang vocals and ad-libs; verses stay slightly drier and closer, with occasional drops for a cappella bar emphasis and a final beat cut on the last line., hip hop
Duration
2:09
Instrumental
No
Created
12/27/2025