Player Haters
They spend their time looking down on you.
They have nothing else to do.
But the player hater is one of a kind.
Their hate is aimed at you.
Sometimes its fear and insecurity
Or jealousy at its best.
Player haters just can't stand your light
Cause you rise above their mess.
They try to be rude and mean to you
But don't understand your way.
Pay them no mind they get more upset
And have even more to say.
The player hater acts from an empty void
He has no love for himself,
For if they knew that God's aware
They'd put that "tude" on the shelf.
Sticks and stones my break my bones
You haters on alert,
As long as God is on my side
Your words will never hurt.
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