If I could give you the world on a silver platter Would it even matter? You'd still be mad at me If I could find in all this a dozen roses Which I would give to you, you'd still be miserable
Cause In reality I'm gon' be who I be and I don't feel no faults For all the lies that you bought You can try as you may, break me down when I say That it ain't up to you, gonna do what you do
Hate on me, hater, now or later 'Cause I'm gonna do me, you'll be mad, baby Go 'head and hate on me, hater, Cause I'm not afraid of What I got I paid for, you can hate on me Hate on me Hate on me 'Cause I'm gonna do me, you'll be mad, baby Go 'head and hate on me, Ryan*, Go 'head and tryin But I will not buy it, You can hate on me.