H.O.M.E. - Trinidad Jame$, ILoveMakonnen

When it comes to the money you’ve been making too much

Comes to the honeys, you’ve been pimpin' too much

Speaking of your friends, faking too much

But all I want to know, oh

Is why they hating on me, hating on me

All I want to know is why they hating on me

Hating on me, Hating on me

All I want to know is why they hating on me

With these hoes I ain’t focused

And these niggas I’m the coldest

Since Prince had his ass out

Since Run &Shoot was open

I’m an old school Atlanta nigga

Golds and the forces

Trapped in this world, nigga

By goals and misfortunes

My mama ain’t rich, what the fuck you thank

That Imma just stop cause of the shit you’re saying

Oh, Imma just stop cause these niggas hating

(I'd rather die a real nigga then to live a fake) I can’t let these fuck niggas

get the best of me

How I deal with the hate, how I stay at peace is what they’re wondering

It’s what they’re asking me

Smile in your face, shoot a bird in your pocket

That’s the recipe

Balling, I been playing these fools

And Imma keep doing what I do

Is it cause they stolen

They been looking up the news

Tryna see if they can find you

Must’ve heard I’m the newness, bringing bitches through this

Hanging on the song like some motherfucking nooses

Say you’re getting more, then motherfucking choose this

Is it cause I’m intercity booming, but I’m living on the south side

I had them thangs pulling up, I hear them parking outside

Mr. International, the city towns we run about

Ban me from the studios

We still make hits at Sonny’s house