This is a song about "Playa hatin"

Call this shit osama's track, people hatin' lucifer,

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

This shit is sick, its chill n' quick the bitches stay hatin'

I cough on the chorus, sneeze on that loose leaf napkin

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

But buy a .44, blasting at playa haterswanting more with a thug passion

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

And dont go hatin on this crap

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

The ghetto savior, smooth, the real playa with flavor

Whole team in dem new drops; nigga you should go && go cop one

Sorry if i'm hatin, makin it burn i must be satan

We on a world tour, wale your man

Stop hatin i know you a fan