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Hated me
Hip-Hop/Rap
Hated me was released on June 23, 2026 by Juice2023 as a part of the album All paths lead
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Release DateJune 23, 2026
LabelJuice2023
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM71

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Juice2023
Juice2023
Performer
Alexander Preedom
Alexander Preedom
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alexander Preedom
Alexander Preedom
Composer, Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Juice2023
Juice2023
Producer

Lyrics

Can't take from me, I made a couple hundred
Can't take from me
Oh-oh-oh, can't, can't, can't
Oh-oh-oh
Can't take from me, I made a couple hundred (Huh)
I walk around stuck inside my soul
I remember days I was in the hood (Hood)
Making plays, I keep a stick
Ain't tryna lose my life before I hit thirty
Sorry I can't trust, I been played too many times (Oh-oh-oh)
Can't say I ain't street, I made it out (Made it out)
I paid the price for a better life
You should know in the lone world I only fuck with bad bitches
I can't get caught with a five
I stay in my mind as a way to escape this pain I been feeling
That's on me (On me) for falling for evil women
We both know if you leave, you gon' be calling my phone
I don't wanna keep dealing with my past
I been moved on, I be smoking, I pass out
I know I'ma forget what I did yesterday, yeah
I'ma be tired, but my family need 'em
When I was a kid, I said I'ma start
Stealing choices I made so I can eat
Sorry I wasn't the perfect child
I always thought by age of twenty-one I'd have a kid
But I had different plans when I hit age seventeen
Dropped my first song, ever since then I haven't left the mic
The beat like, "He tired, but we need him"
I'd rather have loyalty and money than give up on my dreams
I remember nights I spent on the block
Selling packs to make a couple hundred
Sorry mommy, your son a thug
Sacrificed my own happiness for others
That's on me for making that decision
But it's too late to change it
Lately I been in my moves
I was the one my siblings looked up to
They say blood's thicker than water
Never thought I'd see the difference
Can't say I'll be okay, all I can do is move on
That's my own choice, I only want money and peace
Guess I learned my lessons type of shit
I won't forget, best believe I won't
Make the same mistakes I made back then
I did what I had to survive the streets
I did it for my mother and my sister
I keep them tatted in my soul
I got scars I don't show
I keep the stick in case someone try to kill me
I paid my dues with an advance
Most my phone calls last twenty minutes
I can't fuck with therapists 'cause
They don't understand the mind of a man
I paid my dues with an advance
So no, you can't understand me
So no, you can't understand me
Written by: Alexander Preedom
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