[Intro: Project Pat]
Yeah man, this go out to all those who hated on the real
Ya know I'm sayin, I'm a put it to ya like this right here, man

The truth shall survive, ya know I'm sayin
It's like this right here, man
I mean, you hatin out here man

But'chu needa get up on ya somethin, ya know I'm sayin
I mean, ya know, good always overcomes evil, man you know
And to all real guys out here man, that's handlin ya business

All my brothers, brown, black, white, all accross America
All ya gotta do man, is just uhh, put God first, ya know I'm sayin
And you shall shine, ya know I'm sayin?

Aye man, word to the wise and to the lame

[Hook: Project Pat]

Motivated by the haters, motivated by the haters
Motivated by the haters, motivated by the haters
[DJ Paul:]

Hater, hate on, hate on
Hater, hate on, hate on
Hater, hate on, hate on

Hater, hate on, hate on
[Project Pat:]
Motivated by the haters, motivated by the haters

Motivated by the haters, motivated by the haters
[DJ Paul:]
Hater, hate on, hate on

Hater, hate on, hate on
Hater, hate on, hate on
Hater, hate on, hate on


[Verse 1: Project Pat]
Here I goes on my hustle playin

^!$$%s know that I stay
Down on this money man, this is do or die
Hater's mouths be runnin

But the bills still comin
Either you gon' lay it down
Or you get up on ya somethin

Bein broke is a joke
Very hazardous to health
I don't sell no dope

Playa, dope sell it's self
Gotta floss in my wealth
If ya got it, then show it

Twenty-thousand at the Lennox Mall, I'm a blow it
Petrone, I'm a pour it
Purp, I'm a roll it

Gun to ya head, squeeze triggas, brains blowin
Hood ^!$$% from the North side, Memphis Tennessee
Tatted on my left arm, spelled like Hennessey


[Hook]


[Project Pat:]
Yeah, this go out to all you ^!$$%s in the streets
Who don't know what'cha doin


[Verse 2: Project Pat]
Fe-fi-fo-fum, you can feel the slugs

Of this Mossburg shotgun, chest full of blood
You can say that'cha life could end in a flash
Like the wind blows dead brown leaves to the grass

I ain't goin back to jail, when it's on then I shoot
Momma, get'cha black vest on and a body-suit
Meet him at the altar, don't forget'cha flower basket

Full of Holy water, dead in a casket
I'm a basket, of a case
Either them, either me

Dyin all that older
If you go, so it be
See these ^!$$%s, they be hatin when ya flossin

Got the bread, I'm just blessed out hurr
And I gotta stay


[Hook]

I'm motivated by the haters
I'm motivated by the haters
I'm motivated by the haters

I'm motivated by the haters
I'm motivated by the haters
I'm motivated by the haters