Go'on Hate - Wiz Khalifa

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-I-N-C-E O-F T-H-E C-I-T-Y

I’m W-I-Z K-H-A-L-I-F-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