Why they gotta hate on me, me, I don't know,
I guess they love my swag, love my swag, haha,
hope mike jones, hope mike jones, hope mike jones,
mike b you a fool with this one, I got
Why they got to hate on me?
Ayy, I wonder why
Why they got to hate on me?
Ayy, ayy
Why they got to hate on me?
I wonder why
Why they got to hate on me?
I came from nothing, baby
I swear to
God, I came from nothing to something
I ain't get no handouts,
got mine from hustlin'
Hustlin' from nothin' to somethin',
I had to get it
No time to play with it, my money,
I was committed
And when I got my paper,
my pa per, I split it
With everybody that, that was down with it
But all of a sudden,
everybody start hatin'
Why they hatin'? I don't know
why everybody hatin'
They see me on them 22s,
givin' boys the blues
When they see me shinin',
they don't have a clue
They be like, who is that? I be like
Mike
Jones
I'm like
Pimp
C, I got a pocket full of stones
But it ain't worth, homie, it's my
CDs
And I sold about two million in the streets
So why they hate me?
Cause I pull up gently
With the 84s and bows on a new
Finley
Ay, ay, I ask
Why they got the hate on me?
Why they got the hate on me?
I wonder why
Why they got the hate on me?
I wonder why, I wonder why
Why they got the hate on me?
Why they got the hate on me?
I swear to
God when this paper, I ain't got no lint
When people needed money,
they holla at me I swear to
God when they needed it, they holla
at me
Club
Ice
Age, I put everybody on they feet
And this how y 'all turn
around and treat me
It's all good, I ain't trippin' I see
they all now hatin' on me
But I got the world waitin' on me
They waitin' on me
Why are they hatin' on me?
I ask the
Lord
But I ain't trippin'
Get inside the booth and press record
I'm a
G
And these streets said that
Ain't got an answer to nobody
Especially the ones with no broccoli
I'm so far ahead they can't
catch up
Why they wait till
Ozone to try to set me up?
Ay, I ask why they got the hate on me
Why they got the hate on me
I wonder why
Why they got the hate on me
I wonder why, I wonder why,
why they got the hate on me
Why they got the hate on me
Why they got the hate on me
Tell me, what have I done to you?
Ay, ay, what have I done to you
to make you all hate on me?
Ay, ay, what have I done to
you?
What have I done to you to make
y 'all hate on me?
They see me shinin' in the limelight
They see me shinin' by my
self and they say
I ain't right
Why is it I have to grind on my own, baby?
V12, yeah, I'm rollin' on that chrome,
baby I know he mad cause he lame, and my name in
your brain I pull a wide frame,
I'm about to take your
dame I pull a piece of chain, pank it, rain it,
turn it light
Why they hate on me?
Ain't
No need to explain
Why they got this hate on me?
Now they got the hate on me,
now they got the hate on me
I wonder why, I wonder why,
why they got their hate on me?
Why they got their hate on me?
Why they got their hate on me?
Mic'd down, mic'd down, mic'd down
Ice age and intended
You