[Chorus: I had to stand all yall me on my own one supporter who put me on I'm at the top and yall it I'm at the top and yall it is you reaching out for me really what I where were you when I was down
I'm at the top and hate it
Verse: Rhythmic Ability] I can tell they this, Haters Make Us Famous why you im waiting? cus my always fading im investigating my steps that im all tracks are changing why you think I'm passing spirits that we are breaking and the lives we are taking world that we are shaking in the ground is where laying their bodies is why you think that im all these trials and tribulations, nobody waking cus I never been a since the day that I was born and I been shit, I'm still talking shit and I never stitched even though my heart was and its still getting ripped, still getting see by the time im through with you they going to make a or two to America about the shit I did to you Haters Make Us Famous, why do I have to this I think that im enriched with my lyrics, you haters
[2nd El Lyrikah] They're for my heights and they get trying, they look past and now they're rewinding like is he saying? not even trying its bored day and im still rhyming said "asthma attack it" I say, I'm just crazy to breath it in I'm to to talk in riddles you will never get on my and if you did, I'm sorry to you I don't even have one, now looking dumb I talk about something I don't have or get my point blank, I got these pussies and I get wet now all these haters talk shit me and this game used to actually she loved it I dominated with love comes hate, "lyrik your fans you" other rappers hated they rate me two point five I drop this beat, I overdosed, and got drunk as fuck and I still alone
[Rhythmic
mike is my life, this stage is my pedi stool these liberals are critical, I just medical I'm mental, i go ham on instrumentals potential, I just feel I continue on the fact that hated, and everybody knows it your actions on this man will never stop my focus I'm open to suggestions but I reckon you notice your hate keeps me going like to local motive but these tracks keep changing, you probably it Make Us Famous why the fuck you think they hate this I'm so hate-rated, fuck it I'm racist, I just united I'm way too over rated do you want to know my definition of be a world of thing, everyone fearing me fame and fortune, is what you're after okay a bitch, but whats a bitch to a bastard