This is a song about "Niggas gonna hate"

New york, va, dc, get paid

Its the things that i hate

She self made, i'm self made

Dont care about the hate

Let em marinate, you forever late

Hatters gonna hate, and that is why i elevate

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

They may not like it, but they ain’t gonna hate

You see em gettin it then you get it, pardon my hand

That a niggas gonna end up, when im done puffing this dank

Niggas use to hate me couldnt even get a hoe nigga

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

Every nigga prolly' hate, tell them niggas get a life

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live