This is a song about "Hating my freind"

But success is where the hating begins

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

I see you hating, nigga why you hating

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

And if people hating on you

What preceded was the clue

Backyard for the tadpoles, shutters for hating assholes,

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes

I say u jus keep hating

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

Radio the cops and tell them to stop hating

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Keep pushing even when there is hating,

Straight g thing, double m g thing

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

And through the years ive been steadily hating my peers