I Love It Here

(Haters keep coming for me
Won’t let me prosper in peace)

Haters keep coming for me
Won’t let me prosper in peace (Ey)
I sit in my car and read
Like damn
They got all the people intrigued
Won’t let me prosper in peace (Ey)
Ey, I sweat and I cry and I bleed
But they just keep coming for me
Like I don’t deserve what I have
I don’t know why they so mad
It ain’t no mystery
If you can get busy then victory is up for grabs
We’re just a bucket of crabs
We’re just a uh
Keep it a buck
We’re just a bucket of crabs

Niggas gon look at me sideways
Like I don’t deserve the shine
Who does he think he is
That bitch he fuck should be mine
That whip he drive should be mine
That bank account should be mine
And that lil nigga roll by and they breakin their kneck
Like Busta Rhymes
Shmoney coming
I’m not surprised
Blessings keep falling like much obliged
I’m so fresh to death (yeah)
I must have died
Stabbed in the back and I cut the ties
Locked the doors, shut the blinds
Living this life by God’s design
But I’ma still need this shit customized

Haters keep coming for me
Won’t let me prosper in peace (Ey)
I sit in my car and I read
Like damn
They got all the people intrigued
Won’t let me prosper in peace (Ey)
Ey, I sweat and I cry and I bleed
But they just keep coming for me
Like I don’t deserve what I have
I don’t know why they so mad
It ain’t no mystery
If you can get busy then victory is up for grabs
We’re just a bucket of crabs
We’re just a uh
Keep it a buck
We’re just a bucket of crabs

I don’t regret none of the shit that I did
Proper in peace, I’m here for these blessings
Here for the look on their face when they see us
I make my haters need therapy sessions
Stood in the mirror confessing
They see the jewels but they don’t be hearing the message (Def)
I grinded for this
I’m playing niggas in paris
Whilst I’m in paris with niggas
She like whatever I like she my twin
She text me at 3 AM like
Where you been
I text back the skeleton face emoji
Bitch quit playing with me drop the pin
I did it with patience
I can’t even fake it
Sometimes I feel like the greatest
I’m really that nigga
We’re flying in private
The pilot like nigga you made it
(I know)

Haters keep coming for me
Won’t let me prosper in peace (Ey)
I sit in my car and I read
Like damn
They got all the people intrigued
Won’t let me prosper in peace (Ey)
Ey, I sweat and I cry and I bleed
But they just keep coming for me
Like I don’t deserve what I have
I don’t know why they so mad
It ain’t no mystery
If you can get busy then victory is up for grabs
We’re just a bucket of crabs
We’re just a uh
Keep it a buck
We’re just a bucket of crabs