Dubious Thoughts - Haters

Haters they be hating
Ain't in the game but they playing
Fake ass homies gold plated
Ain't supportin' me until I make it
They wanna piece when I make a million
They ain't gettin' shit that's how I'm feelin
Look at my life that's how I'm livin' it
I'm destined for the top it's a given
I'm running for the top runnin' from the cop reppin' for the block show 'em what I got
Ace in the hole waiting for flop
I've been playin' my cards wit a poker face
Hidin' my scars like a joker face
Pain equals fuel on my veins
I use it for the game not the fame
Without this music thang
Insane in the membrane
Destined for the top it's my fate
Every minute is a clean slate
I don't care what it takes Nah
Haters can't bring me down
Nah nah nah
Satan can't bring me down
Nah nah nah
Haters won't bring me down
Nah nah nah
Satan won't bring me down
Haters they be hating
At the quiche I be making
I'm bringin' home the bacon
If you can't take the heat get the fuck out the kitchen
This is my moment Imma get it
All of it
Anything broken imma fix it
Blue collar shit
Improvin' everyday so I can finish it
Believe in it
Ain't perfect 'til I make it
Heavens what they name it
Pain equals fuel on my veins
I use it for the game not the fame
Without thang insane in the membrane
Destined for the top it's my fate
Every minute is a clean slate
I don't care what it takes Nah
Haters can't bring me down
Nah nah nah
Satan can't bring me down
Nah nah nah
Haters won't bring me down
Nah nah nah
Satan won't bring me down
Haters they be hating
Won't make it what they stated
If I get a chance Imma take it
Like I was out in Vegas
Bettin' on myself cards I was dealt
Featherweight champ waitin' for the belt
15th round waitin' for the bell
Only real folks get a piece of it
Stick wit' me you gonna get inheritance
Pain equals fuel on my veins
I use it for the game not the fame
Without this music thang
Insane in the membrane
Destined for the top it's my fate
Every minute is a clean slate
I don't care what it takes Nah
Pain equals fuel on my veins
I use it for the game not the fame
Without this music thang
Insane in the membrane
Destined for the top it's my fate
Every minute is a clean slate
I don't care what it takes Nah

Written by:
George Godinez

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