Dear Haters
I hear y'all in my head
Telling me that I won't make it
Forget about my dreams and that I should quit
Everything that y'all said, I believed it
I'm older now and it's been a minute
Guess it don't matter that I was bullied
Cause Fuck them haters, I always had it
Yeah I always had it, can't you see
You no longer have a hold on me
You're God damn right I'm finally free
And Imma show y'all what I really mean
Yeah Imma bring the heat and Imma bring the bars
Imma own the fact that I'm quite bizarre
Imma own my flaws and Imma own my scars
All that's part of my repertoire
You're nothing to me, your opinions don't matter
I'm motivated by all of my anger
You're overrated like them mumble rappers
Just some glorified kindergarteners
Whatcha know about getting pushed around
Just cause you're small and your skin is brown
Whatcha know bout getting kicked when you're down
But your ribs hurt too much to make a sound
Yo, do you know what it feels like to have everyone hate you
And they keep making assumptions about you that's not true
And you're god damn right I've got a whole lot to prove
And I'm telling y'all now that I'm gonna break through
And if you ain't got my back then I gotta remove
All y'all mahfuckers outta my view
It's time I took care of my family too
Mum and dad, I owe it all to you
Fuck all the doubters, fuck all the haters, Fuck all the bullies, I bid y'all adieu
Telling me that I won't make it
Forget about my dreams and that I should quit
Everything that y'all said, I believed it
I'm older now and it's been a minute
Guess it don't matter that I was bullied
Cause Fuck them haters, I always had it
Yeah I always had it, can't you see
You no longer have a hold on me
You're God damn right I'm finally free
And Imma show y'all what I really mean
Yeah Imma bring the heat and Imma bring the bars
Imma own the fact that I'm quite bizarre
Imma own my flaws and Imma own my scars
All that's part of my repertoire
You're nothing to me, your opinions don't matter
I'm motivated by all of my anger
You're overrated like them mumble rappers
Just some glorified kindergarteners
Whatcha know about getting pushed around
Just cause you're small and your skin is brown
Whatcha know bout getting kicked when you're down
But your ribs hurt too much to make a sound
Yo, do you know what it feels like to have everyone hate you
And they keep making assumptions about you that's not true
And you're god damn right I've got a whole lot to prove
And I'm telling y'all now that I'm gonna break through
And if you ain't got my back then I gotta remove
All y'all mahfuckers outta my view
It's time I took care of my family too
Mum and dad, I owe it all to you
Fuck all the doubters, fuck all the haters, Fuck all the bullies, I bid y'all adieu
Credits
Writer(s): Joshua Pereira
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