La, la la la, la la la Hey, this is a song for my haters Yeah, y'all got me feeling like the greatest, yeah Hey, this is a song for my haters Hey, hey, y'all got me feeling like the greatest Ha, bıtch I'm about to blow up Uh-huh, say what? Bıtch I'm about to blow up Hey, I came up, I warmed up, the next up Bıtch I'm about to blow up Huh, uh, now don't it sound legendary? Live enough to resurrect the dead and buried This for nıggas who ain't satisfied with secondary This for my sisters who ain't satisfied with secretary Uh, I'm blowing up, and bıtch, I'm still me But what's the cost to live your dream, do you feel me? Everything glittering ain't what you think it will be Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free I'm starring in this bıtch, and yeah, I write the show Fucc the haters, I'm headed to the place you like to go They say, "What you fighting for?" The game is on life support And Gary Coleman just passed, life is short Bıtch I'm about to blow up Look I'm about to blow up Yeah, got to the club early Just to get in free and wait for hoes to show up Heh, but now it's bottles at them tables Bring the models boy, I'm 'bout to pour up Uh-huh, you know what? Huh, bıtch I'm about to blow up (La) Left side, left side, hey (La la la) Right side, right side, uh-huh (La la la) Left side, left side, hey (La la la) Bıtch I'm about to blow up (La la la) Hey, this is a song for my haters (Bıtch I'm about to blow up) Yeah, y'all got me feeling like the greatest, yeah (Ha, said I'm about to blow up) Hey, this is a song for my haters (Uh-huh, bıtch I'm about to blow up) Hey, hey, y'all got me feeling like the greatest, yeah Bıtch I'm about to blow up Mama say I should reconsider law school That means I wear a suit and bend the truth and feel awful Hell naw, got a degree, but what that cost you? You make a good salary just to pay Sally Mae That's real as ever, ducking bill collectors like Jehovah's witness When they showed up at your door at Christmas Was broke as dishes, tryna let it go Hit the club, she drop it low, lower than my credit score Account overdraft, what I got this debit for? So much debt, it got me drinking, thinking "Bıtch I better blow" I better blow, these hoes ain't checking For no nıgga with no vehicle, you border like Mexico Heh, hey baby girl, what it look like? And where ya head at? And what ya cook like? She said, "Where your bread at? Or what your whip like? You ain't got one or the other, well brother, good night" Bıtch I'm about to blow up Look I'm about to blow up Yeah, got to the club early Just to get in free and wait for hoes to show up Heh, but now it's bottles at them tables Bring the models boy, I'm 'bout to pour up Uh-huh, you know what? Huh, bıtch I'm about to blow up (La) Left side, left side, hey (La la la) Right side, right side, uh-huh (La la la) Left side, left side, hey (La la la) Bıtch I'm about to blow up (La la la) Hey, this is a song for my haters (Bıtch I'm about to blow up) Yeah, y'all got me feeling like the greatest, yeah (Ha, said I'm about to blow up) Hey, this is a song for my haters (Look I'm about to blow up) Hey, hey, y'all got me feeling like the greatest, yeah Bıtch I'm about to blow up Praise God, it's hard to stay spiritual How they got these nıggas on the TV selling miracles? You mean to tell me everything gon' be fine If I call your hotline and pay $29.99? (Shıt) Well damn, why ain't you say so? Take this check and ask God to multiply all my pesos And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes I saved her number just in case but now it's case closed To you nıggas biting my flows and my subject matter You'll never be me partner so it don't fuccin' matter You try to be and your career will see funerals And be you, that's when it sounds beautiful Then maybe you can blow up And maybe you can blow up Shıt, but you know what? For now, bıtch I'm about to blow up
[00:00.11]La, la la la, la la la [00:07.09]Hey, this is a song for my haters [00:11.64]Yeah, y'all got me feeling like the greatest, yeah [00:17.57]Hey, this is a song for my haters [00:23.74]Hey, hey, y'all got me feeling like the greatest [00:29.02]Ha, bıtch I'm about to blow up [00:31.65]Uh-huh, say what? [00:35.26]Bıtch I'm about to blow up [00:38.23]Hey, I came up, I warmed up, the next up [00:41.28]Bıtch I'm about to blow up [00:43.42]Huh, uh, now don't it sound legendary? [00:45.85]Live enough to resurrect the dead and buried [00:48.95]This for nıggas who ain't satisfied with secondary [00:51.82]This for my sisters who ain't satisfied with secretary [00:54.89]Uh, I'm blowing up, and bıtch, I'm still me [00:57.87]But what's the cost to live your dream, do you feel me? [01:00.87]Everything glittering ain't what you think it will be [01:03.96]Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free [01:07.05]I'm starring in this bıtch, and yeah, I write the show [01:10.05]Fucc the haters, I'm headed to the place you like to go [01:13.05]They say, "What you fighting for?" The game is on life support [01:16.04]And Gary Coleman just passed, life is short [01:19.20]Bıtch I'm about to blow up [01:23.65]Look I'm about to blow up [01:26.66]Yeah, got to the club early [01:28.96]Just to get in free and wait for hoes to show up [01:31.77]Heh, but now it's bottles at them tables [01:35.41]Bring the models boy, I'm 'bout to pour up [01:38.14]Uh-huh, you know what? [01:40.66]Huh, bıtch I'm about to blow up (La) [01:43.74]Left side, left side, hey (La la la) [01:46.74]Right side, right side, uh-huh (La la la) [01:50.29]Left side, left side, hey (La la la) [01:53.30]Bıtch I'm about to blow up (La la la) [01:55.76]Hey, this is a song for my haters [02:00.38](Bıtch I'm about to blow up) [02:01.78]Yeah, y'all got me feeling like the greatest, yeah [02:06.08](Ha, said I'm about to blow up) [02:08.48]Hey, this is a song for my haters [02:12.23](Uh-huh, bıtch I'm about to blow up) [02:13.86]Hey, hey, y'all got me feeling like the greatest, yeah [02:17.75]Bıtch I'm about to blow up [02:20.10]Mama say I should reconsider law school [02:22.81]That means I wear a suit and bend the truth and feel awful [02:26.05]Hell naw, got a degree, but what that cost you? [02:28.85]You make a good salary just to pay Sally Mae [02:31.98]That's real as ever, ducking bill collectors like Jehovah's witness [02:36.64]When they showed up at your door at Christmas [02:38.55]Was broke as dishes, tryna let it go [02:41.09]Hit the club, she drop it low, lower than my credit score [02:44.12]Account overdraft, what I got this debit for? [02:47.14]So much debt, it got me drinking, thinking "Bıtch I better blow" [02:50.17]I better blow, these hoes ain't checking [02:52.91]For no nıgga with no vehicle, you border like Mexico [02:56.34]Heh, hey baby girl, what it look like? [02:59.45]And where ya head at? And what ya cook like? [03:02.35]She said, "Where your bread at? Or what your whip like? [03:05.46]You ain't got one or the other, well brother, good night" [03:08.54]Bıtch I'm about to blow up [03:12.74]Look I'm about to blow up [03:15.58]Yeah, got to the club early [03:18.27]Just to get in free and wait for hoes to show up [03:21.37]Heh, but now it's bottles at them tables [03:24.76]Bring the models boy, I'm 'bout to pour up [03:27.54]Uh-huh, you know what? [03:30.25]Huh, bıtch I'm about to blow up (La) [03:33.57]Left side, left side, hey (La la la) [03:36.21]Right side, right side, uh-huh (La la la) [03:39.15]Left side, left side, hey (La la la) [03:42.04]Bıtch I'm about to blow up (La la la) [03:45.13]Hey, this is a song for my haters [03:49.14](Bıtch I'm about to blow up) [03:51.47]Yeah, y'all got me feeling like the greatest, yeah [03:55.21](Ha, said I'm about to blow up) [03:57.60]Hey, this is a song for my haters [04:01.33](Look I'm about to blow up) [04:03.61]Hey, hey, y'all got me feeling like the greatest, yeah [04:08.16]Bıtch I'm about to blow up [04:09.68]Praise God, it's hard to stay spiritual [04:12.23]How they got these nıggas on the TV selling miracles? [04:15.19]You mean to tell me everything gon' be fine [04:17.96]If I call your hotline and pay $29.99? (Shıt) [04:21.44]Well damn, why ain't you say so? [04:24.32]Take this check and ask God to multiply all my pesos [04:27.37]And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes [04:30.39]I saved her number just in case but now it's case closed [04:33.54]To you nıggas biting my flows and my subject matter [04:36.74]You'll never be me partner so it don't fuccin' matter [04:39.70]You try to be and your career will see funerals [04:42.72]And be you, that's when it sounds beautiful [04:45.68]Then maybe you can blow up [04:49.55]And maybe you can blow up [04:52.81]Shıt, but you know what? [04:55.49]For now, bıtch I'm about to blow up [04:58.75]
