Geri D'Fyniz - Haterville lyrics

[Hook: Geri D'Fyniz] Gotta stay on your grind everyday I know ya tryna to make it/ You gotta keep your hustle strong ain't no time for playing/ When you're in Haterville...Haterville They don't want you to shine they want you clapped with that nine/ Because they're jealous of you you gotta fight to survive/ When you're in Haterville...Haterville...Haterville [Verse: J.Gram Williams] I guess ya out ya mind when ya see a n***a grind/ 27 all day how ya see a n***a grind/ Back on the hustle even in the winter time/ But my city is a trip and them haters come in line/ Single file at a time if you talking bout mine/ And I don't understand how ya n***s get the time/ If ya talk about h*s man all I talk is money/ I never get full I'mma always stay hungry/ And I keep a bad chick/ A 1 looking stunting while them haters over there side talking while I'm stunting/ But they softer than a muffin/ Won't say it to my face/ And even if they have the balls/ I'll probably punch em in they face/ N***a please I'mma G and I know about stacks/ Group of n***s keep hating why I'm tryna get that/ Haterville is the city/ Only place you get that/ But I pay em no mind/ I recline and kick back/ [Hook] [Verse: Geri D'Fyniz] You might've thought this was a city full of love in the sky/ But I'mma really tell you people how it go in the CHI/ Where lazy s**ers are living/ It's carzy how they are k**ing/ And steady hating each other because the money they getting/ No kidding/ Ridiculous how they treat us at home/ We steady slept on and have to leave are state to be known/ It don't matter how good you flow them people at radio/ Are full of more bull**** than a toilet bowl/ [Hook] [Verse: Geri D'Fyniz] I don't care for your respect/ I'm just focused on a check/ A lot of people talking business but really ain't doing s**t/ A lot of people talking money still really ain't getiing it/ s**ers claiming they the boss but riding other people's d**K/ And I tried to be a nice guy but now I'mma be a prick/ Tried to do a feature with you to give you ya first hit/ But ya full of ya self so I'mma bring you down a bit/ The reason folks don't feel ya rhymes cause you really can't spit/ It really went to ya head that BS that you write/ You put ya stuff on Facebook and got a couple of likes/ Got a couple followers and started thinking you nice/ But never did a real show all you do is open mics/ After that night we forgot who you were/ Your feelings were hurt/ Out of all the garbage rappers you most def are the worst/ And I know you are so mad and probably hating me/ But um I am that fire so don't play with me/ At all/ [Hook]