Lyrics:

Southside on the track, yeah
How could you hate me?
How could you hate me?
Why would you hate me?
Oh, cause I made it
How could you hate me?
How could you hate me?
Why would you hate me?
Oh, cause I made it
I'm the one taught you how to make all of them plays
I'm the one who slept in the trap all them days
I'm the one told you don't stay in your ways
Try go on hits and go miss anyway
I'm the one gave you that stick anyway
I'm not gon' play every, any day
I know me and my niggas the same
We ain't tryna fall out 'bout bitches and fame
When it come to gunplay, my niggas the same
Run up on one of us, get hit in the brain
Lil killers with me, they itching to bang
Reach for some shit and get changed, aye
All of these hundreds, no change at all
I don't rock no more Balmain at all
We make a nigga block famous, dawg
Dissing us, we'll have them cases, dawg
True shit, pussy nigga wanna talk shit, now he got venom in 'em from the blue tips
Ooh, shit, coulda had thirty in the Draco, but I'm riding round with a few clips
Still I might ride around, jugg a few pounds
Brand new engines, they don't make a sound
Used to buy whips to have fun around
Now, I just go drive my son around
Shit I be thinking about is should I ride with it less or I still keep my gun around
Really want war, would've thought I was wearing a vest how a nigga just hung around
On 79th till the sun went down
Hundred thugs around
Got love back then, but they hate me now
Showed niggas love back then, gotta pay me now
I'm going brazy now
How could you hate me?
How could you hate me?
Why would you hate me?
Oh, cause I made it
How could you hate me?
How could you hate me?
Why would you hate me?
Oh, cause I made it
Smoking that shit got me lazy now, aye (Posto)
I feel so unstoppable, can't nothing faze me now
I fly from the 'Raq to the tropical
You know I gotta stay lowkey like an obstacle
Play with the Drac, but today, guess the Glock will do
Get up on a nigga ass early like cockadoo
Girl, bring that ass here, I'm tryna put a cock in you
I'm tryna fuck you, then hop in the coupe
Blue Maserati my mood, aye
I just put on the McQueens and they new
One thousand dollars my shoes, aye
They say I'm the hottest young nigga in the Chi
Fuck around, stay independent till I die
Stacking this money up till it hit the sky
Had a hundred racks, eighteen, I ain't gotta lie
Had a hundred racks, eighteen, why would I lie? (Bitch)
Nigga, I ain't gotta lie
I know my niggas gon fire when I fire
Nigga, I ain't bout to die
I watch out for snakes in disguise
See niggas fake in their eyes
I'm just out here tryna survive
Murk niggas by alibies
Got racks, why would I lie?
Tote gats, how could I die?
Let me know when you ready to ride
'Fore you shoot, nigga, look in his eye
Out of your mind, assaults are fine, eighty-four racks, aye, aye
And I'm on the grind everyday, how could you hate me?
Because I made it
How could you hate me?
How could you hate me?
Why would you hate me?
Oh, cause I made it
How could you hate me?
How could you hate me?
Why would you hate me?
Oh, cause I made it
On 79th till the sun went down
Hundred thugs around
Got love back then, but they hate me now
Showed niggas love back then, gotta pay me now
Yeah, you know hate is a strong word, man
But you gotta embrace it for success, huh
How could you hate me?
How could you hate me?
Why would you hate me?
Oh, cause I made it
How could you hate me?
How could you hate me?
Why would you hate me?
Oh, cause I made it
How could you hate me?
How could you hate me?
Why would you hate me?
Oh, cause I made it
How could you hate me?
How could you hate me?
Why would you hate me?
Oh, cause I made it