Hata Flow

haters I go hard on a beat, just the real in my name, most cats don't got dust, they got Kool and in their veins, it's like I lust for the pain, they try and see me, slash beat me in the street, gotta couple miss with m16s guaranteed to Kool ya heat really who want it, like a jehovah, you gone be on a mission, I'm da champ, with with no contradictions, at first I didn't even think so, cause they was trying to see me, but with a low blow, I hear they mad, talking with a hata flow, no permission granted, get your ass dismanted, cops show up, with no info granted, still mad, they wanna know I'm still lamping I'm the topic, you the reason why people sound toxic, step one get your pen, gotta write that, step 2 practice in a whole group chat, step 3 leave real rap alone I got that, and ain't no piggybacks, can't be hanging on a gs back, looking for a g pass, all bars no breath, muah, intro to a grand, Seriously though, I'm the one all pro, all ham, cut you up like cilantro, then sell that ass on the blackmarket for foodstamps colder than Michigan, got the murder for your mitten, leaving my haters smitten, the way I'm shytin, puts em in their feelings, gotta handle them with care, I guess they kittens, (ha) bottles still filt, still clean, like I just polished the wheels, still sippin, all down hill for my haters, I guess they still slipping, hold on though, you not even on my level, ya mind frame too slow, walking on eggs shells, just watch this ho, tip toe, I'm so sick, no neyo, or the aids ho, your mom said to knock you out, talking that tough clout will get you benched, no doubt, imma star in this game, no lame, that's why I just passed your house, on to the south, girls getting naughty in the basement, wait let me check this out,