They mad at me
Check got Os, diamonds in my chain
(They mad at me)
Good got Jordan's, the Sun in my range
(They mad at me)
P*** by don't speak to the hatas

(They mad at me)
House got marble floors and escalators
(They mad at me)
Guess they ain't neva seen a playa
(They mad at me)
My girl in Luis that and Fendi this
(They mad at me)

Ain't my fault, smooth
Can't eve ride down the street without somebody screamin'
The woman love me and even the fellas be teamin'
But see I hate male groupies, so jus stop the hell off
Look but don't touch as I bail off, handle, wheel, and the clutch

I love what I'm doin' support me and stop the hate
If I gave you 50 Gs to shut up you'd be straight
Sike, It won't happen look hurr I ain't jus rappin'
I make it happen, like a captain, 2nd to none, I'm draftin'

Holdin' my own, I'm grown and do what I choose to
Ya like the Blueberry Bentley
Though I ain't hurr to amuse you
I got a safe in a place you will prolly never find it
Bein' mad at me like bein' mad at the game I designed it

They mad at me
Check got Os, diamonds in my chain
(They mad at me)
Good got Jordan's, the sun in my range
(They mad at me)
P*** by don't speak to the hatas

(They mad at me)
House got marble floors and escalators
(They mad at me)
Guess they ain't neva seen a playa
(They mad at me)
My girl in Luis that and Fendi this
(They mad at me)

Ay, look at the rims on that car
Uh, dubs rub the cizzurb got the drink and izzerb
Floatin' thought the city, man I gottz leave the subizzurb
Man, with the tvs and the wood expand, front to back

Plus and that flat flask black max, in the trunk you pump
Never take what I earn jus made a million plus,
We got money to burn catch me in the quarter
Wit the triple arm hoppin' out G'd up,

Dangling my DTP charm
Gotta get in and I'm wit it, it's
A must I talk it, you see that gold

If you want it, it's a must you walk it
Baby blue Benz, old school, 74 hoe
Next to the blue and grey Rolls
Wit the blue and grey doles Yea

They mad at me
Check got Os, diamonds in my chain
(They mad at me)
Good got Jordan's, the sun in my range
(They mad at me)
P*** by don't speak to the hatas

(They mad at me)
House got marble floors and escalators
(They mad at me)
Guess they ain't neva seen a playa
(They mad at me)
My girl in Luis that and Fendi this
(They mad at me)

Yo, national bridge I'm headin' to
Uh, O Fallon mark the spot
On Sunday Buck be heated
'Cuz we peep 2s that'll make you need to live or treat it

I hustle wit the raps like ounces of crack
Weigh it to my playa, sharp fools play it up
Never let a freak stroll, keep hoes on hold
Jus to talk to me, exciting like the Rams Superbowl

And I put that on goals if I don't blow now
I'ma repo this whole industry and its gon go down
W'sup wit it see me glow in the dark

Catch me in the Northwest plaza buyin up the large
I paid my dues, don't get mad, jus let me ball
When they see lil Howard they gon be like naaw

They mad at me
Check got Os, diamonds in my chain
(They mad at me)
Good got Jordan's, the sun in my range
(They mad at me)
P*** by don't speak to the hatas

(They mad at me)
House got marble floors and escalators
(They mad at me)
Guess they ain't neva seen a playa
(They mad at me)
My girl in Luis that and Fendi this
(They mad at me)