We done made some fatty homes and I can't quit now
Have an architect who'll pay me homes, boy, you the * now
I sit down and think about what it took to make it
Not knowing what's on my slate, *, separating myself from fake *
Now I'm on the right road, I'm gon' redo, play, let me go
But that happened for a reason, now I'ma scrape this more gold
Them labels keep lookin' at me, but I'm puttin' them on hold
Cause this high-tech livin' still got me in full mode, uh
G-Stack, * that hatin' *, where the weed at?
In the presence of a player, see, we don't need that
Gettin' feedback to the streets, cause it's real *
Cops block, *, kill *, makin' you motherfuckers feel this
It's dedicated to them haters, man
Celebration, let's toast to the booth and we'll shave
Let's celebrate, celebrate, all right
It's dedicated to them haters, man
So let's toast to the booth and we'll shave
Let's celebrate, celebrate, all right

Let's celebrate, celebrate, all right
Ain't gotta get my tag, gotta get my fatty
Them bitches ain't ready for this real *
They continue to hate on the plan
Cause I'm tryin' to get rich quick, but * them fuckers
Smash out on you hoes in full mode
I spit this game all over the motherfuckin' globe
You cowards is lame, hollin' at bitches usin' my name
I'm for fuckin' * fame, married to this motherfuckin' game
This Deep East bitch for the year 2G
I'm ready to toss her every last one of you motherfuckers off
We all for gold and platinum, we ain't laggin', we stackin'
We don't slip, we packin'
We trickin', we mackin'
Spit in your motherfuckin' face for bein' hella fake
Boy, you fuckin' with the tightest niggas in the Bay
Play a hater
It's dedicated to them haters, man
Let's celebrate, celebrate, all right
This is dedicated to them haters, man
So let's toast to the booth and we'll shave
Let's celebrate, celebrate, all right
Still spendin' dough *, that's what I'm sayin'
That's comin' out East Oakland
Even when I wrote this, boy, I was smokin'
I was thinkin' about the door so close, kickin' em open
Smackin' one to the nose, leave my few of them jaws broken
That's for the group
I was crazy off in Copeland
All of you crashin' the board back like Logan in a condom suit
I'm makin' look no longer token
Cause everything that y'all seen was strictly for promotions
Old niggas, no gross
Too impatient for that post-it
So I'ma * the nation with compensation
You call me blazin' like Poland
Like my crib, I have them choked
And my album's considered that
Better believe this * is a poke, huh?
Like one pump and a stroke
Don't fix it if it ain't broken
Cause every time I squeeze on the sponge
My game, you soak it
You niggas whack
Stealin' my *, won't bring you back
But I laugh
Cause I pubic hair, you on my nutsack
Nigga, this is dedicated
This is dedicated to the haters you've made
A celebration, a toast to the fools that we're shavin'
Let's celebrate, celebrate, all right
This is dedicated to the haters you've made
So let's toast to the fools that we're shavin'
Let's celebrate, celebrate
I mean, yeah
This is dedicated to the haters you've made
A celebration, a toast to the fools that we're shavin'
Let's celebrate, celebrate
I mean, yeah
This is dedicated to the haters you've made
So let's toast to the fools that we're shavin'
Let's celebrate, celebrate
I mean, yeah
We'll see you next time.