No Hate Songtext
von Bizzle & Bumps INF

Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, p-p-p-p-p-peace, uh

Tell me why they all hatin′ on me
'Cause it′s God Over Money, you're my whole team
I'm banged out like Yeshua is my OG, and I don′t really know why they be low key
Logo on my chest, like what it do
We are followers of Christ, homie, what are you?
And if you not one we can still kick it, but I might preach to you, I′m just being real with it

Christ says you gotta love 'em when they front too
Your love measures by the hate you can love through
And if Christ′s at the cross for the same ones who put him there
Died for his killers, he can love you
He the boss, I be on my J.O.
The way I do with God, I'm aiming at my halo

The truth hurt but it do work
Until you met him you can never know your true worth
I keep it 100, and some of y′all love it
And some of y'all don′t, but I ain't finna change nothing
G.O.M., we going keep it comin', if it′s hatin′ you the only one that does it


Homie, you can hate me, but you ain't gettin′ no hate back, you get no hate back
Homie, you can hate me, but you ain't gettin′ no hate back
'Cause all the hatin′ in the world won't make me a hater, hater, hater, hater, hater
All the hatin' in the world won′t make me a hater, hater, hater, hater, hater
All the hatin′ in the world won't make me a hater, hater, hater, hater, hater
All the hatin′ in the world won't make me a hater, hater, hater, hater, hater
All the hatin′ in the world won't make me a hater

Born sinner, I came with a flaw
I′m finna see the light, I was raised in the dark
Well, he came for the loss, and he paid on the cross
I'm a servant of the King and I bang for the cause

You say you ain't a Christian, alright, cool
And you can′t rock with it ′cause it's not you
But Game rock red, Snoop rock blue
You ain′t never banged in yo' life, but you copped two

Just saying ya′ll be acting funny though
First I'm a hater ′cause I'm broke and my money low
Find out I made a couple hundred on the low
They be like "So? I thought it was God Over Money, though"

Hated when I'm paid, hated when I′m broke
They hating on my faith, hating on my folks
See ′em drowned in the middle of the ocean
When you pull up, they be hating on yo' boat


Homie, you can hate me but you ain′t gettin' no hate back, you get no hate back
Homie, you can hate me but you ain′t gettin' no hate back
′Cause all the hatin' in the world won't make me a hater, hater, hater, hater, hater
All the hatin′ in the world won′t make me a hater, hater, hater, hater, hater
All the hatin' in the world won′t make me a hater (yeah, yah)

First thing first, I'm blessed, boy
All this stress when you dress like Metroid
All up in the armor, stunting on a hater like
You don′t see this label on my chest, boy

You already know doe
Bump be get to snapping, like the photo on my click-click
We them misfits that'll spit swift something like where them Indians will live, in tents
It′s more to music than your amusement
Knew that before you formed that union with the boy in Houston

Yeah, I never doubt what the Lord is doing
But neo is, I just grab my sword with the word and prove it, ooh, huh
This platform that we using mask on evolution is that strong
The illusion is past on where the youth is
I'm back, drawn the blueprints on any hater of God, I get mashed on for the movement, gone

Homie, you can hate me but you ain't gettin′ no hate back, you get no hate back
Homie, you can hate me but you ain′t gettin' no hate back
′Cause all the hatin' in the world won′t make me a hater, hater, hater, hater, hater
All the hatin' in the world won′t make me a hater, hater, hater, hater, hater
All the hatin' in the world won't make me a hater