- B.o.B] We got them going for the count Looking at the why we got haters, that's why we got haters Haters everywhere we go, haters we go everywhere we go, where we go Haters going for the count Looking at the I you're a hater, I think 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 it's the from Decatur see enemies and the haters Real sharp on my thing like a Blade, come like a shape up So I got a game of tape up But everybody going to feel the need to say But can't speak up you face them what you call microphone gangsters Yeah, I got them okie-doke, yeah I'm raw, you know my Because folk be acting hard, like a Viagra Talking that noise on all them A bunch of little but you all look grown Those niggas there, and these here It really don't because they all just clones Go to school, read a book, be a yeah man I'm all for the cause Ain't trying to get with the law sir But a will get caught with the Mossberg And that ain't a threat on the song Don't get it because this track is my own Because niggas that slip they last long
[Verse 2 - Wes Hey, what the lick homie? Me I'm doing what I always do Grinding, if you wasn't steady hating be balling too I know you seen us falling All the rich is on my crew Fuck it, they can't touch us, if stuck up is what you it cool Oh! You should of seen when I down in that Black on black, gator, haters face down on the mat Splat! Yeah I can make a green mad Quick, fast, flash ten cash on his bitch ass
[B.o.B] You can tell I'm a G by the walk and the How I play the game make talk in the stands Watch how you when you talk to the man If it about bread you can talk to the hand I, I, show you how to get You got a weak arm I'll you how to pitch Made it so play 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 man there's nothing like air Homie hold it right there, hold it down Spent five at the mall and had the haters going