Chorus
I'ma rap, I'ma roll, y'all can not tell me no
I don't care what you think, I don't care what you know
I can't escape that which is my fate
Let them haters hate let them haters hate
(Baby I'ma)
Verse 1
I'm like here we go it's F.i.O. that's banging out your stereo
Dirty with that vulgar flow, peep how bright my aura glows
I'm fresh, I'm fly, I'm hot, I'm dope, and every other synonym
I ain't playing games, but I Mortal Kombat finish him!
My ego be Pacino, De Niro in Casino
My swagger be Sinatra, Dean Martin at the Opera
Eminem's The Way I am and Lupe's Hey I Gotcha
2Pac's Hit em Up diss and Biggy's Who Shot Ya
I'm a king just like Mufassa, yet I'm innocent as Bambi
My language be Rafiki, so y'all can't understand me
I'm high off life like a flight, but baby you can't land me
I'm screaming I'm a LI, New York Yankee Doodle Dandy
One day you watch and see I'll be balling out like tether
Heart's darker than the night, nah I'm just joking 'round like Ledger
I may not be the best, but I'm better than you
Weights as heavy as a walrus like coo coo cachu!
Chorus
I'ma rap, I'ma roll, y'all can not tell me no
I don't care what you think, I don't care what you know
I can't escape that which is my fate
Let them haters hate let them haters hate
(Baby I'ma)
Verse 2
Okay now here we go, who we judging? F.i.O
"Damn he's fat, eww he's gross, man he's wack, dude he blows
Is he hot? I don't know, I hope he ain't going pro
Do re mi, mi re do, God his voice needs T-Pain yo
This kid's a f*cking loser bro, but he won some local show
Hmm, what he win? I don't know, just some itty bitty dough ($500)
He did not deserve it though, he's immature he needs to grow and oh!
He rapped about hoes, drugs, sex, and alcohol"
Okay, slow down, breathe in, breathe out
Someone fill me in quick, what is this sh*t all about?
Well hey! Look at me it's Mr. FiO Baby
And I got my own thread up on the ACB
I feed off your words, your hate, and envy
"Wow look how many mothaf*ckin people hate me"
The album hasn't dropped and I'm trashed already
So what the f*ck does that tell you about me?
I'm nasty!
Chorus
I'ma rap, I'ma roll, y'all can not tell me no
I don't care what you think, I don't care what you know
I can't escape that which is my fate
Let them haters hate let them haters hate
(Baby I'ma)