This is a song about "Hate on us now"

I be gettin' money

Dont love, just hate on me

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

That west coast schedule, don't hate on us bluntin'

Living out of bags

Why hate on beezy's tracks?

You hate rappad and you dissed us all!

I'm the prototype with a godly protocol

And i ain't frontin for her

Watching turtles hate on shredder

You're in the kitchen trying to fix us a hot plate

Racists raised us and caged us in with this misplaced hate,

Will somebody please show me how

Everything i was then, i hate now/

Now give us your bullets an get on your knees

And danced around the house in all-over print panties