It’s 3 in morning
You say we gotta go
You really got a problem
Always wanting to control
You say you need some sleep
Cuz you gotta wake and work
You think you’re all grown
But you’re really just a jerk
Why you gotta frustrate
And hold a player back?
Haters gotta hate hate
And always attack
I need a thousand dollars
Cuz I got in a jam
Love to play the ponies
That’s just who I am
You say I need some help
With all your sanctimony
You think you’re so perfect
But you’re just a big phony
Why you gotta frustrate
And hold a buddy back?
Haters gotta hate hate
And always attack
Got a chance to get some Guccis
For seventeen bucks
Looking for investors
You just shit on my luck
When I try to succeed
You always step on my goals
You love to see me bleed
You’re such an asshole
Why you gotta frustrate?
And hold a brother back
Haters gotta hate hate
And always attack
by Richard W. Bray
Tags: haters, haters gotta hate, losers, lyrics
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