- B.o.B] We got going down for the count Looking at the That's why we got haters, that's why we got Haters everywhere we go, everywhere we go Haters we go, where we go Haters going for the count Looking at the I think you're a hater, I you're a hater Haters everywhere we go, everywhere we go Haters everywhere we go, we go Haters down for the count
1 - B.o.B] Yes sir the beast from Decatur see enemies and the haters Real sharp on my thing like a Blade, come clean a shape up So guess I got a game of up But everybody to feel the need to say something But can't speak up whenever you them That's what you microphone gangsters Yeah, I got them okie-doke, yeah I'm raw, you my flow folk be acting hard, like a Viagra overdose Talking that on all them songs A of little boys but you all look grown Those there, and these niggas here It really don't because they all just clones Go to school, read a book, be a Hell yeah man I'm all for the trying to get involved with the law sir But a nigga get caught with the Mossberg And that just a threat on the song Don't get it wrong because this is my own Because niggas that slip they don't long
[Verse 2 - Wes Hey, what the lick read homie? Me I'm what I always do Grinding, if you wasn't hating you'd be balling too I know you seen us falling All the rich niggas is on my Fuck it, they can't touch us, if up is what you call it cool Oh! You should of seen I came down in that Black on black, custom gator, face down on the mat Splat! Yeah I can make a green mad Quick, fast, flash like ten cash on his ass
[B.o.B] You can I'm a G by the walk and the stance How I play the game make talk in the stands how you talk when you talk to the man If it about bread you can talk to the hand I, I, you how to get rich You got a weak arm I'll you how to pitch it so play I'll show you how to hit And tell the police I don't know shit Aye guy, I'm fly, something the air Ain't that When it's stunting man there's like air Homie it right there, homeboy hold it down Spent at the mall and had the haters going down