Don"t Hate

Come on, come on

Came up, paid my time as I walked the grind on a nine to five
Didn't have nowhere to go, but up since I was down
Everybody was taggin' me
Tryna to say the things that they thought I'll be

A pimp thug or a baller who will die here on these streets
Now you see I'm rollin' hard, fat stacks luxury cars
My gold and diamond blings, sometimes I need a bodyguard
I heard you say that I think I'd fly
Turned your head and roll your eyes

Put all that hate on me 'cause I'm passin' by
Don't hate because I'm coming through
I'm just tryin' to make it (oh-ooh, yeah)
Don't hate because I'm coming through
I'm just tryin' to make it

(Oh, oh, oh) oh yeah
(Oh, oh, oh) hmm, mm-mm
(Oh, oh, oh)

Stood up, took my turn, made mistakes, that's how I learned
Stepped back, put my best foot forward, that's how I made it over
Came up on the game, put all those so-called players to shame
I showed how to get it done, 'cause that's how I worked it son

Now you see I'm rollin' hard, fat stacks luxury cars
My gold and diamond bling, sometimes I need a bodyguard
I heard you say that I think I'd fly, turned your head and roll your eyes
Put all that hate on me 'cause I'm passin' by

Don't hate because I'm coming through
I'm just tryna make it (oh-ooh, yeah)
Don't hate because I'm coming through
I'm just tryna make it, mm

(Oh-oh) don't hate me now, don't hate me now
I'm just tryna make it through, yeah
(Oh-oh) don't hate me now, don't hate me now
I'm just tryna be like you

Don't hate because I'm coming through
I'm just tryna make it (oh-ooh, yeah)
Don't hate me because I'm coming through
I'm just tryna make it
Oh, yeah
Don't hate because I'm coming through
I'm just tryna make it (oh-ooh, yeah)
Don't hate 'cause I'm coming through
I'm just tryna make it
Don't hate because I'm coming through
I'm just tryna make it
Just like you

Don't hate because I'm coming through
I'm just tryna make it
Don't hate



Credits
Writer(s): Frederick Hill
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