Michael Pacquiao
Hate
[Chorus]
Yeah, ayy
I don't wanna play with me, no way
Got these chains up on my face
Ridin' down the lane no pain, no gain
Hoppin' on the trend might go insane
I don't wanna be with you, no way
Have respect for who I am
Saying no to someone that plays
Gotta shut down all of this hate
I don't wanna play with me, no way
Got these chains up on my face
Ridin' down the lane no pain, no gain
Hoppin' on the trend might go insane
I don't wanna be with you, no way
Have respect for who I am
Saying no to someone that plays
Gotta shut down all of this hate

[Verse 1]
This is the time, messing it up when I making this rhyme
Poppin' on people when shooting the dime
Making the heat when they come on alive
Feeling alive, innocent people be riding on time
Rioting voices so that they be heard
Coming off history that is absurd