Pastor Julian Littlejohn - Dear Hater Lyrics
[Hook](Uh) It's a JRN thang. Let’s go (uh)!Dear hater you ain’t gotta be mad though (nope)Dear hater you ain’t gotta be mad though (uh-uh)Dear hater you ain’t gotta be mad (nope)You ain’t gotta be mad, you ain’t gotta be mad thoughDear hater you ain’t gotta be mad though (nope)Dear hater you ain’t gotta be mad though (uh-uh)Dear hater you ain’t gotta be madYou ain’t gotta be mad, you ain’t gotta be mad though[Verse]Yeah I took a couple “L”s, but I dust it offSaw the snakes in the grass so I cut ‘em offPrayed the real from the fake with the Lord involvedNow they rattle when they speak I call it snake talkAngelou, still I rise, call me LazarethAbraham. Let me claim my inheritanceAngel deep so none can touch the kidBlood washed so none can touch the kidI’m spitting truths from the booth like my tooth gonePeople been fake call they face two-toneBeing Cain to my Abel man is so wrongPraying for my enemies is the theme songNo curses out my mouth I’m a speak a blessingStaying true to His Word is the true lessonDear haters of the world listen to me nowKeep your hands off the children of the crown[Hook]Dear hater you ain’t gotta be mad though (nope)Dear hater you ain’t gotta be mad though (uh-uh)Dear hater you ain’t gotta be mad (nope)You ain’t gotta be mad, you ain’t gotta be mad thoughDear hater you ain’t gotta be mad though (nope)Dear hater you ain’t gotta be mad though (uh-uh)Dear hater you ain’t gotta be madYou ain’t gotta be mad, you ain’t gotta be mad though[Verse]Dear hater, no need to be where you arePraying bad on others wishing on a starPraying bad on yo friends in yo ignoranceThen you smile in they face and you play pretendPut in overtime to make it to the friend zoneJust to come and drop the pass in the end zoneDear haters listen to the words that I sayLet go of all the hate[Hook]Dear hater you ain’t gotta be mad though (nope)Dear hater you ain’t gotta be mad though (uh-uh)Dear hater you ain’t gotta be mad (nope)You ain’t gotta be mad, you ain’t gotta be mad thoughDear hater you ain’t gotta be mad though (nope)Dear hater you ain’t gotta be mad though (uh-uh)Dear hater you ain’t gotta be madYou ain’t gotta be mad, you ain’t gotta be mad though[Verse]Children of the most high so they gotta talkGotta talk about your life when you get aheadGotta talk about your car is it really his?Tippy toes in the windows up in yo bizBut you gotta understand just one thingWhile you spending time just wonderingWondering why God them? Wondering why God him?Step your dreams up and God will bless youStep your dreams up and God will hear youStep your prayers up and God will test youStep your prayers up and God will make youStep your work up and God will take youStep your work up and God will bring youStep your dreams up, step your prayers upStep your work up, stop hatin’ y’all[Hook]Dear hater you ain’t gotta be mad though (nope)Dear hater you ain’t gotta be mad though (uh-uh)Dear hater you ain’t gotta be mad (nope)You ain’t gotta be mad, you ain’t gotta be mad thoughDear hater you ain’t gotta be mad though (nope)Dear hater you ain’t gotta be mad though (uh-uh)Dear hater you ain’t gotta be madYou ain’t gotta be mad, you ain’t gotta be mad though
