Haters at my door

Does it make you happy
to take a swipe at me
Does it fill you with joy
to try and best me

Does it put wind in your sail
the thought of making me fail
Does it make you happy
to take a swipe at me

I've encountered your kind before
Rappin' at my door
eyes green with envy
afraid to look up from the floor

Makin' plans
crafting schemes
plottin' my demise
snake eyes keen

But you'll find me on my grind
Been guarding my gate a long time
Yeah I make this shit look easy
Been known to get real greasy

So don't get happy to take that swipe at me
instead take notes
or leave me be

Consider this fair warning
that I've served many before
Do yourself a favor
Just walk away from my door