Go'on Hate

[Verse 1: 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 [Hook] 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 [Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa] 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