This is a song about "Haters in my way"

So i freestyle, haters in denial

Yeah come holla at your uncle

Came from italybellisimo, was tha callyeah nigga i got versace

My family influences me to rap in so many different way

Haters on my track, guns in the backpack

And there's no way i can pay you back

Born alone, work alone, die alone

Nothing in my way shootin for the thrown

Turnt up like everyday only question which club i'mma hit today

They say they would shoot the pistol at anyone in my way, in my way

I bury my whole foot in ur faggot ass and still walk tall haters keep me on toes/

I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows

Flyest nigga in this bitch, and i don't even own no chain

The haters are a stain in my heart, i really feel the pain

Hey yo im cashin in on these haters

Better yet they work my every nerve