Why you hating on me

(Intro)

Yo, why you hatin’ on me? What’s the deal, G?

Tryna shine, stay grindin’, why you throwin’ shade, see?

From the BX to BK, I’m just doin’ me,

But you stuck on the hate, that’s some weak energy.

(Hook)

Why you hatin’ on me? What’s the agenda?

Tryna block my shine, but I’m the main contender.

Talk that trash, but I’m the trend sender,

Keep my circle lit, you just a pretender.

(Verse 1)

Look, I’m on my grind, NYC state of mind,

You hatin’ from the sidelines, lame and confined.

I’m stackin’ these bars like bricks in the borough,

You stuck in the past, I’m the future, you know?

Flexin’ on the ‘Gram, drip too cold,

You mad 'cause my story’s never gettin’ old.

Talk that talk, but I’m walkin’ the walk,

You keyboard warrior, I’m the real New York.

(Hook)

Why you hatin’ on me? What’s the agenda?

Tryna block my shine, but I’m the main contender.

Talk that trash, but I’m the trend sender,

Keep my circle lit, you just a pretender.

(Verse 2)

Haters gon’ hate, that’s the game, I get it,

But my hustle’s too strong, you can’t forget it.

I’m cookin’ up hits, like a chef in the kitchen,

You stuck in the cold, I’m the heat, no switchin’.

Brooklyn to Queens, Manhattan to the Bronx,

I’m the voice of the streets, they know I won’t stop.

You talk loud, but I move like a shadow,

Catch me in the city, I’m the king of this battle.

(Hook)

Why you hatin’ on me? What’s the agenda?

Tryna block my shine, but I’m the main contender.

Talk that trash, but I’m the trend sender,

Keep my circle lit, you just a pretender.

(Verse 3)

Haters stay salty, like they dipped in the sea,

But I’m sailin’ smooth, livin’ wild and free.

You stuck on the hate, that’s some weak-ass shit,

I’m gettin’ this paper, you just throwin’ a fit.

From the subway to the block, my name’s on the rise,

You just background noise, I’m the prize in your eyes.

So keep hatin’, it fuels the fire inside,

I’m New York born, bred, and I’m here for the ride.

(Hook)

Why you hatin’ on me? What’s the agenda?

Tryna block my shine, but I’m the main contender.

Talk that trash, but I’m the trend sender,

Keep my circle lit, you just a pretender

(Outro)

So why you hatin’ on me? Ain’t no time for that,

I’m too busy winnin’, stackin’ racks on racks.

Keep talkin’ your shit, I’ll keep movin’ ahead,

In this city of dreams, I’m the voice you dread.

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See you when I see you

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