Look at all these riches, glory and expenses I live for
I see your envy and greed for my success at its core
After all, I'm a textbook example of why I'm rich and you're poor
Need we say more?
Haters take note
I'm blinged out with platinum, chains and fur coats
Yet I'm not too big to be shining, yet too proud to gloat
You're probably thinkin' I'm the reason why it's murder she wrote
Or murder she smote!
You're possessing the tools that showcase your worst fears
All my riches prove true, as well as all my expensive gear
And my posse I roll with done gotten their share
Have I made myself clear?
Haters that hate
Has all my shining caused damage, and made your ego deflate
Are my diamonds and jewelry what makes you can't think straight
I got enough issues with shining to deal with your hate on my plate
Your hate is your fate!