H8erz by O'hene Savant
Written by O'hene Savant
produced by J Dawson
Tracklist
| 1. | O'hene Savant - H8erz | 2:38 |
Lyrics
Now this one I wanna dedicate to the haters
I see you online from time to time with statements
Always got a negative opinion or critique
Either you don’t like the lyrics or my image or my beats
Don’t get it twisted, it doesn’t really faze me. You get nowhere in life without some form of hatin’.
But what’s the mindset of a person that be waiting to find something wrong in another man’s creation?
Cursing you out behind burner accounts ’cause they can’t stand on the shit that they murmur about.
Truthfully, they’re in a dark place, so the light bothers ’em. You can spot a hater ’cause they always like gossiping.
They deflect when you tell ‘em good news. They tell you their good news ’cause they’re competing with you.
They’ll pose as friends and try to mimic your life, try to dress like you, even get with your wife, try to get with your man.
I got plenty of fans that act like Stan,
Mixed feelings ’cause they can’t understand
How a brother can be handsome, talented, intelligent. The elephant in the room for many is the melanin.
I remember telling ’em it’s genius level Hip Hop,
People in the comments kept telling me that it’s not.
Even though I never wrote a song ’bout killing, never promoted drugs to kids or dogged our women,
Rappers since the beginning built a buzz off dissing.
I did the opposite and gave my own self uplifting.
Said I was great, never said y’all ain’t great—just believing in myself brought all their hate.
“You ain’t really playing that, you ain’t Jay in fact. You ain’t Kendrick, you ain’t Cole, what you did ain’t all of that.”
“Fix the glare in your glasses”—that was a real comment. Some say, “Yeah, he’s dope, but no one will sign him.”
’Cause people don’t like Hip Hop that talks conscious, they rather hear about somebody trapping
And that op shit.
Meanwhile, I’m going viral with different content.
Major labels calling, I’m just weighing my options.
Trying to keep my sanity ’cause it’s a lot to process, seeing all these strangers when you’re used to being private.
Not everybody’s coming with the best of intentions. Some people only come in to X your extensions,
Put death to ascension, so my circle I’m watching it.
That includes executives promoting the Baphomet.
Gotta learn from the Ye’s, the Michaels, the Pacs, and them.
My yes is my yes, my nay is with confidence.
So I don’t give a damn ’bout what haters are commenting.
Savant is in this position from finding the God in him,
And they would hate less with less time for the chiming in,
If maybe they’d just start finding the God in them.
I don’t hate haters ’cause love’s what I’m made of.
I am the chosen one, the messiah of the cadence,
The fire that burns inside of me’s higher than any hatred.
Got love for humanity, even the ones hating.
For those on the grind, just keep with the elevation. Protect your dreams, only say it after you made it.
If you remember nothing else, just remember this statement:
Some’ll say anything except congratulations.
Haters.
Credits
J Dawson
