Drvx - Hello Haters

〈intro:〉
Niggas be hating low-key, man
We just be acting like we don't see, man

〈chorus:〉
Hello haters, hello haters
They can't seem to pick to my call, i'm talking to the strangers
Niggas we cannot connect, this one is just a favor
I don't even own rolex, i'm guessing every minute
Heard that time is fuckin money, niggas wealthy with that richard

I don't talk 'bout no nigga, now they on bangers
I see they got evil smiles, i can't trust no fuckin nigga
Why these niggas hating loud? hope they pick up later
I be waiting for some answers, got me feeling like a waitеr

'cause i serve thеm verses, and they praying for my crashes
Praying ashes be the ashes, leaving all my mess in past
I think these niggas hating, 'cause i never fuckin lack
Man, tell me if i cap

〈pre-verse:〉
Hello... haters
I don't even flex, but you feeling like a failure
You cannot be me, man, i swear that on grandma
I be flipping daily, i've been tryna be the old drux
〈verse:〉
Niggas having imaginary haters
Hallucinations, elusion got them think we hate them
Life is such movie, man, we hating on character
'cause you know you such an angel, with no spirit, with no halo

Hello... haters
Sappy has been down here, yelling for some papers
Boy, we getting nothin', but i swear we finna risk that
I heard your girl a nun, but she on me like a pornstar
And i think i stole her heart, i ain't pimping, i'm a robber

Niggas painting sappy like they junior da rocker
But ain't pay no nigga mind, unless i'm beefing with a baller
They won't see my fall, niggas rolling on sativa
Boy, we getting extra high, extra-extra-extra high

〈bridge:〉
Super high, rolling skunk
I been smoking louder than the stoners, 'cause i'm stressed
Slowly hating sober minded, i can't even rest
Man, how high? method man, we need that ashe
I been smoking doobie for my head
Mind is thinking about some cash
I can have, i can get
If a nigga think like carter
Weezy man
I demand, purple haze
Lately i be on some phrases
Like "nobody got your back"
But you gotta fill the bag
Till you get that oprah's bank
〈chorus:〉
Hello haters, hello haters
They can't seem to pick to my call, i'm talking to the strangers
Niggas we cannot connect, this one is just a favor
I don't even own rolex, i'm guessing every minute
Heard that time is fuckin money, niggas wealthy with that richard

I don't talk 'bout no nigga, now they on bangers
I see they got evil smiles, i can't trust no fuckin nigga
Why these niggas hating loud? hope they pick up later
I be waiting for some answers, got me feeling like a waiter

'cause i serve them verses, and they praying for my crashes
Praying ashes be the ashes, leaving all my mess in past
I think these niggas hating, 'cause i never fuckin lack
Man, tell me if i cap

〈outro:〉
It's winter, we got hats