Dads my biggest hater
And thats real shit
Sittin criticizing
While I make hits
Sending me links
Of these rappers
Are you serious
Nigga I am your son
Watch me do this
My ex was laughing
Way too damn hard
Had to drop her ass
On the boulevard
I swear niggas got
Me f*cked up
Bitch I clap back
Grew up in WA
But I'm like that
Deland florida
With that accent
Got it from my mama
Yea she heaven sent
Yea this the north side
Still that west coast
I ain't no gangsta
But I dodge hoes
Alotta sassy niggas
Yall some weirdos
Rather hang with women
Then learn game with the real bros
Thats why you can't get none
You be white knightin
Scared to tell her what it is
You stay lyin
Put the dashiki in the closet
Yall weren't listening
Im half negro
This how I'll win
Nigga stop hatin
All up in my business
But a fan you playing
Tryna talk shit
Bitch you need
To bow down
Always Cakin
Ex be tryna bribe
For that friendship
Shoutout sis in law
Thats that realness
Yall rappers be having
Multiple multiple sessions
As if you ain't confident
In what you doin
Shit at this point
Yea I'm hatin
Cause you think
You doin somethin
But you fakin
Difference between
Me and yall
I am patient
Make my moves
Then bounce
Work like satan
Some of yall women
Want that free attention
Had to block a couple
Weren't on program
I'm quick to unfollow
If you ain't paying attention
Give no f*cks no more
Yall stay creepin
Peepin on my story
Knowin damn well
Your ass did me dirty
White devil
Niggas tryna get big names
For their projects
But have no fanbase
Damn rejects
She lookin for a relationship
That shit don't work
You gotta earn my time
Show that paperwork
All you fools
Who turned on me
Yall played yourself
Back stabbing eachother
Got no one left
I told yall this summer
I be making hits
Using all your bodies
As my dinner list
Yall better go hide
This ain't your day
And it never was
I'm that real thang
KingDow - Hatin Lyrics
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English
Dads my biggest hater
And thats real shit
Sittin criticizing
While I make hits
Sending me links
Of these rappers
Are you serious
Nigga I am your son
Watch me do this
My ex was laughing
Way too damn hard
Had to drop her ass
On the boulevard
I swear niggas got
Me f*cked up
Bitch I clap back
Grew up in WA
But I'm like that
Deland florida
With that accent
Got it from my mama
Yea she heaven sent
Yea this the north side
Still that west coast
I ain't no gangsta
But I dodge hoes
Alotta sassy niggas
Yall some weirdos
Rather hang with women
Then learn game with the real bros
Thats why you can't get none
You be white knightin
Scared to tell her what it is
You stay lyin
Put the dashiki in the closet
Yall weren't listening
Im half negro
This how I'll win
Nigga stop hatin
All up in my business
But a fan you playing
Tryna talk shit
Bitch you need
To bow down
Always Cakin
Ex be tryna bribe
For that friendship
Shoutout sis in law
Thats that realness
Yall rappers be having
Multiple multiple sessions
As if you ain't confident
In what you doin
Shit at this point
Yea I'm hatin
Cause you think
You doin somethin
But you fakin
Difference between
Me and yall
I am patient
Make my moves
Then bounce
Work like satan
Some of yall women
Want that free attention
Had to block a couple
Weren't on program
I'm quick to unfollow
If you ain't paying attention
Give no f*cks no more
Yall stay creepin
Peepin on my story
Knowin damn well
Your ass did me dirty
White devil
Niggas tryna get big names
For their projects
But have no fanbase
Damn rejects
She lookin for a relationship
That shit don't work
You gotta earn my time
Show that paperwork
All you fools
Who turned on me
Yall played yourself
Back stabbing eachother
Got no one left
I told yall this summer
I be making hits
Using all your bodies
As my dinner list
Yall better go hide
This ain't your day
And it never was
I'm that real thang
And thats real shit
Sittin criticizing
While I make hits
Sending me links
Of these rappers
Are you serious
Nigga I am your son
Watch me do this
My ex was laughing
Way too damn hard
Had to drop her ass
On the boulevard
I swear niggas got
Me f*cked up
Bitch I clap back
Grew up in WA
But I'm like that
Deland florida
With that accent
Got it from my mama
Yea she heaven sent
Yea this the north side
Still that west coast
I ain't no gangsta
But I dodge hoes
Alotta sassy niggas
Yall some weirdos
Rather hang with women
Then learn game with the real bros
Thats why you can't get none
You be white knightin
Scared to tell her what it is
You stay lyin
Put the dashiki in the closet
Yall weren't listening
Im half negro
This how I'll win
Nigga stop hatin
All up in my business
But a fan you playing
Tryna talk shit
Bitch you need
To bow down
Always Cakin
Ex be tryna bribe
For that friendship
Shoutout sis in law
Thats that realness
Yall rappers be having
Multiple multiple sessions
As if you ain't confident
In what you doin
Shit at this point
Yea I'm hatin
Cause you think
You doin somethin
But you fakin
Difference between
Me and yall
I am patient
Make my moves
Then bounce
Work like satan
Some of yall women
Want that free attention
Had to block a couple
Weren't on program
I'm quick to unfollow
If you ain't paying attention
Give no f*cks no more
Yall stay creepin
Peepin on my story
Knowin damn well
Your ass did me dirty
White devil
Niggas tryna get big names
For their projects
But have no fanbase
Damn rejects
She lookin for a relationship
That shit don't work
You gotta earn my time
Show that paperwork
All you fools
Who turned on me
Yall played yourself
Back stabbing eachother
Got no one left
I told yall this summer
I be making hits
Using all your bodies
As my dinner list
Yall better go hide
This ain't your day
And it never was
I'm that real thang
Writer: King Dawidalle
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