[Chorus: El Hitta]
Whole time niggas hatin', they was mad 'cause I gettin' money
Got lil niggas, hardheaded, snotty nosed, ain't be on dummy
They disloyal, they don't even give a fuck if I was here hungry
But whole time I was glad, he was mad, his bitch was on me
Whole time, whole time, whole time I was gettin' money
And whole time, whole time, he was lying, he ain't get money
I swear to God, no lying, I prayed for this shit when I was younger
But whole time, whole time I was down and it boosted my hunger
[Verse 1: El Hitta]
Whole time, got booked, came home, all of a sudden
You going arround, spread rumors , stay lying, you ain't on nothin'!
When I fly as hell, move arround, bitch nigga don't push my button
Go ask arround, name ring, bullets sing like Jennifer Hudson
So whole time, ran up a whole sak, just to help my momma
They after me, so I got to stay low so I keep my lama
If you need advice, trynna go run shit, go call Obama
Yeah whole time, whole time I was busy runnin' up them comma's
My iPhone charged up, it was dead, now it keep ringing
I got a deal, bought a chain, pinky ring, that hoe was blinging
But whole time he was sayin' he was hot, that boy a [?]
But whole time my name hold a lot of weight and it got a meaning
[Chorus: El Hitta]
Whole time niggas hatin', they was mad 'cause I gettin' money
Got lil niggas, hardheaded, snotty nosed, ain't be on dummy
They disloyal, they don't even give a fuck if I was here hungry
But whole time I was glad, he was mad, his bitch was on me
Whole time, whole time, whole time I was gettin' money
And whole time, whole time, he was lying, he ain't get money
I swear to God, no lying, I prayed for this shit when I was younger
But whole time, whole time I was down and it boosted my hunger
[Verse 2: Polo G]
Killers lurkin', masked up, slidin' out, they was on a mission
4 pipes on us, all of 'em get to singing like New Edition
And my new Glock Cardi B, lot of rounds, that bitch be spittin'
Lil opp bitch gave out his location, paid him a visit
He got manned down, false flagging, quit flogging if you ain't with it
All my old hoes still want me, move arround, ain't trynna kick it
Remember back then, told lil momma I'll be rich, but they ain't listen
All these rap niggas telling lies, every lyric, that shit be fiction
He was in the house, all day, front lining, we was in them trenches
It was Section 8, now I got marble up in my kitchen
New Off-White, Balenciaga, Mike Amiri that boy be drippin'
Like Tim Duncan, same team, from day 1, no I ain't switchin'
[Chorus: El Hitta]
Whole time niggas hatin', they was mad 'cause I gettin' money
Got lil niggas, hardheaded, snotty nosed, ain't be on dummy
They disloyal, they don't even give a fuck if I was here hungry
But whole time I was glad, he was mad, his bitch was on me
Whole time, whole time, whole time I was gettin' money
And whole time, whole time, he was lying, he ain't get money
I swear to God, no lying, I prayed for this shit when I was younger
But whole time, whole time I was down and it boosted my hunger
