This is a song about "Haters and success"

Peep gamedon't let the money make you change

But screw the fake player-haters, their pain, anger, and rage,

And everything since then been a success

I just play my part make moves like chess

And even though you'll have motherfucking haters you'll go far,

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

Like a doorway to success in front of me and i had the key

And, when them haters try to see me im cocking the semi

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

And im a tazer to my haters zap i keep shockin em

Or a uniformed man, i'm tryna uniform 10 million men

Ima do me, fuck my haters, and you do you!

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue