Go'on Hate

Ay, you know that work moving
So that paper steady stacking
And niggas out here hating I done
Made it cuz I'm rapping
My chain is solid gold
Man I said later for that platinum
And threw them yellow diamonds on that
"P" and got it tatted
A lot of y'all just talk
I let em see I make it happen
Moving rhymes like weight
Some mistake and think I'm trappin'
That heat I gotta pack it cuz
They wait for me to slip
Let a hater go'on and trip
32 off in that clip i'm riding big shit
And I'm smoking even bigger
Your baby mama say she wanna
Fuck a young nigga i took it from an eighth
And made it to a half
Now I'm working with a whole one
Language do the math
And it ain't about your man
If it don't involve them presidents
Them dead white folk
All that other shit's irrelevant
Never said I'm first to put the
Burgh up on the map
I'm more like Mike Tomlin
Here to bring the Burgh back khalifa man

Now everywhere I go, at a club or a show
A broke nigga got something to say
Bout what I ain't done, or where I ain't from
But everybody know a hater go'on hate
You know me I'm the P-R-IN-C-E
O-f t-h-e c-i t-y
I'm W-IZ K-H-A-L-IF-A pussy nigga go'on hate
(go'on hate) pussy nigga go'on hate
Pussy nigga go'on hate

I be riding while I'm
Coasting, I be drinking, i be smoking
I be rolling up them blunts that have you
Choking yeah we call it that ray
I'm a hustler, I be stacking, I'm a hundred
Y'all be acting
In the Burgh I get it smacking
Yeah I own it all day
And them hating niggas funny
Don't got no reason not to like
Me except I got some money
I turn a classy chick into a certified bussy
Not even the baddest bitch
Couldn't get a dime from me
They see me and try and hug me
These haters try and plug me
I got a hundred real niggas
Ray to fire for me
You waiting 'round for me
Well I think I'll get it started
It's number 2
You act stupid my team'll get retarded yeah