This is a song about "Playa hatin"

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

He carried weight like a mack truck gonna bust on some playa haters.

Playas is hatin’ and hoes is choosing

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

You still hatin, you should be fucking ashamed

Don't take more than i can get to prevent waste

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Its me shes dating, now you hatin',

Stop hatin i know you a fan

We on a world tour, wale your man

Bet i'm heavy with that

And dont go hatin on this crap

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

Can't understand why all my exes hatin' me.

The ghetto savior, smooth, the real playa with flavor

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her