Haterz Everywhere (Rich Boy Version)

[Hook]

We got 'em goin' down for the count

Lookin' at the ground

That's why we got haters, that's why we got haters

Haters everywhere we go, haters everywhere we go

Haters everywhere we go, where we go

Haters goin' down for the count (one)

Lookin' at the ground (two)

I think you're a hater, I think you're a hater

Haters everywhere we go, haters everywhere we go

Haters everywhere we go, where we go

Haters goin' down for the count

[Verse 1: B.o.B.]

Yes sir it's the beast from Decatur

Cain't see enemies and the haters

Real sharp on my thing like a razor

Blade, come clean like a shape up

So guess I got a game of tape up

But e'rybody gonna feel the need to say sum'n

But can't speak up whenever you face 'em

Thats what I call microphone gangsters

Yea I got 'em okie-doke, yeah I'm raw you know my flow

Cause B.o.B. be actin hard like a Viagra overdose

Talkin that noise on all them songs

A buncha lil' boys but you all look grown

Those niggas there and these niggas here

It really don't matter cause they all just clones

Go to school, read a book, be a lawyer

Hell yeah man I'm all for the cause

Ain't tryin to get involved with the law sir

But a nigga will get caught with the Mausberg

And that just ain't a threat on the song

Don't get it wrong cause this track is my own

Cause niggas that slip they don't last long

[Hook]

We got 'em goin' down for the count

Lookin' at the ground

That's why we got haters, that's why we got haters

Haters everywhere we go, haters everywhere we go

Haters everywhere we go, where we go

Haters goin' down for the count (one)

Lookin' at the ground (two)

I think you're a hater, I think you're a hater

Haters everywhere we go, haters everywhere we go

Haters everywhere we go, where we go

Haters goin' down for the count

[Verse 2: Rich Boy]

Look up in the sky, it’s a bird, it’s a plane?

No, it’s just [?] rise super high, burn them things

So look up, I’m in my ship and gettin’ skymiles

While you count your list [?]

Haters never smile, they always talkin’ down

The more you start comin’ up the more they come around

I’mma, I’mma player, you’re a fucking hater

So just a [?] and tell it to me later

All that hate have you spilled it like some sour milk

Seen you up on FedEx and never ever ship

Haters tryna sack a player like a quarterback

If you wanna keep the bottom [?]

Been a player way back before the [?]

It’s all [?] money, haters keep the change

B.o.B and Rich Boy, we on that Grey Street

I got that hater tints, but a Ph.IV

[Verse 2: Wes Fif]

Hey - what the heck, breathe homie, me I'm doin what I always do

Grindin if you wasn't steady hatin you'd be ballin too

I know you see us fallin through, all the rich niggas is on my crew

Fuck it, they can't touch us, if stuck up is what you call it cool

Ooh~! You shoulda seen when I came down in that

Black on black, custom gator, haters face down on the mat

Splat! Yeah I can make a green nigga mad

Quick, fast, flash like ten cash on his bitch ass

You can tell I'm a G by the walk and the stance

How I play the game make 'em talk in the stands

Watch how you talk when you talk to the man

If it ain't about bread you can talk to the hand

I, I, show you how to get rich

You got a weak arm I'll show you how to pitch

Made it so play I'll show you how to hit

And tell the police I don't know about shit

Ay guy, I'm fly, something like the air

Ain't that somethin when it's stuntin man there's nothing like air

Homey hold it right there, homeboy hold it down

Spent five at the mall and had the haters goin down

[Hook]

We got 'em goin' down for the count

Lookin' at the ground

That's why we got haters, that's why we got haters

Haters everywhere we go, haters everywhere we go

Haters everywhere we go, where we go

Haters goin' down for the count (one)

Lookin' at the ground (two)

I think you're a hater, I think you're a hater

Haters everywhere we go, haters everywhere we go

Haters everywhere we go, where we go

Haters goin' down for the count