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Hating



People hating on me on how I look,

they sleep dissing,I guess I got them shook.

Have alot of people that talk alot of shit,

But they don't know my future is about to be lit.

I going to make it one day.

I don't care what all ya'll say.

Hating don't do nothing but get in my way.

Got hating from my own mother and brother,

Thought your family was supposed to be together.

Thought my family was supposed to be my right hand,

They won't understand,They won't understand,They won't uderstand.

I'm trying to live my dream and be the best I can be,

I guess nobody believes in me.

 
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