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This here's for the streets, yeah This here's for the beats, yeah And this is how suckers eat, yeah So don't hate on it, yeah So don't hate on it, yeah So don't hate on it, no So don't hate on it, yeah So don't hate on it, yeah Ayo I don't sound like none of these niggas Touch the ground and I run it when I hit it Own pace, uh, call me when you get it there Tough skin, know I love you if you get in here Big heart, lady, hug me, I'm a teddy bear Get dark, go grizzly in the Memphis state I never been, heard the brisket in the state great That's Tennessee J West, he tryna stay sane Always my brother talkin' more than just maintainin' He tryna change these games, uh I color outside the lines I said my body big, fuck a lane 'Til my body's six in a grave, dig? How we so alert and so faded? Since my first chirp from my verse, I been player flick Flint out my hair, flick flint Dirty may attack with dirty water tap Into my journal, that is I don't jump on band or paddy wagons I just need a band and a mic and my friends Ball, I strike and I fight 'til I end Signin' a check, no price on the pen, though Uh, said don't hate on it I do a new flow and get a play off it I do a new flow and get a paid off it I'm so awesome, it's so arctic It's so cold, them niggas is so heartless My body marked up kinda just like Harlem But Louisiana Look, I still smoke the ganja Look, I got like a zip up up in my trousers, uh Tee tie-dye, I been fly, uh Shit flow sci-fly, you know I the wise guy It's been my life, this shit tough Uh, niggas is hatin', keep it a buck So don't hate on it, yeah So don't hate on it, no So don't hate on it, yeah So don't hate on it, yeah This here's for the streets, yeah This here's for the beats, yeah And this is how suckers eat, yeah So don't hate on it, yeah So don't hate on it, yeah So don't hate on it, no So don't hate on it, yeah So don't hate on it, yeah This here's for the streets, yeah This here's for the beats, yeah And this is how suckers eat, yeah So don't hate on it, yeah So don't hate on it, yeah So don't hate on it, no So don't hate on it, yeah So don't hate on it, yeah Ayo Yeah, uh Don't hate on it Don't hate on it Don't hate on it Wait, don't hate on it Don't hate on it Don't hate on it Don't hate on it Yeah, that there's some Mothership Connect gang Uh, yeah My homie said bring him back some hits So I'ma bring him back some hits Uh, uh, yeah Dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum Dum-dum-dum-dum Dum-dum-dum-dum Dum-dum-dum-dum Uh Ooh, yeah So don't hate on it So don't hate on it So don't hate on it So don't hate on it We gotta keep 'em dancin' for a minute, Miss Juan, come on So don't hate on it Yeah, don't hate on it Yeah, don't hate on it No, don't hate on it Yeah, don't hate on it Yeah, don't hate on it Don't hate on it I'm just tryna juice the last of that bit of that little funky Out of that little bittle bit of that little tiny piece of rhyme You know what I'm sayin'? 'Cause every time, it's just somethin' good every time It's like Big Daddy in the place to be Miss Juan in the place to be Do you hear that sound? So mellow, this is the streets Saxophone And now you know it's on What? Yeah Oh, they can edit this later though, yeah Check it, check it out Check it, check it out now Check it, check it out now We said we was gon' do a song that was made for the streets Don't hate on it Don't hate on it, yeah This here's for the streets And this one's here for the beats And this one's here for the suckers that's trying to eat Don't hate on it Don't hate on it (Don't hate on it) Don't hate on it Don't hate on it (Don't hate on it) Don't hate on it Don't hate on it Don't hate on it Miss one Oh, don't hate on it Don't tell that sucker what he need to do with his life It's none of your business What he got going for him is what he got going for him It's not up to you to tell this dude what to do with his life 'Cause to me, that makes you a big old, a big old, a big old hater Yeah, yeah How you gon' tell me what to do with what I'm doing When you still live borrowing and asking and handouts All that what it's about, I-I just don't get it Oh, it must be the ego in them So I ain't gon' hate on them 'Cause it might not be them Don't hate on it, yeah Don't hate on it No, no, no, no, yeah Don't hate on it Girl, don't hate on it Just love on it Oh, woah, woah, woah, woah Just don't hate on it Mothership connect motherfucking gang, gang, gang I keep going long as you guys motherfuckers Go put that on this motherfucker This motherfucking rodeo That's how we do it right there, motherfucker I keep the beat on time, the beat with rhyme My beat just blows they motherfucking mind Each and every time I come through on the mic You know it's just what the people like They say, "Hey," and this is my way To get across every single day How I pay my rent Put the motherfucking gas in Put the food in the 'frigerator 'Frigerator, some say refrigerator This is how I do it and I said it now, not later 'Cause I'm greater than the most average I like butter on my toast And motherfucking vegan ham with my motherfucking vegan Spam That's what I am Don't give a damn Cut that shit and 'bout to go home Fuck that shit, no, we 'bout to do two more And this how it go on