Mr. Collipark - Prince Of The City lyrics

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Mr. Collipark - Prince Of The City lyrics

[Verse] If you a rat or you a snitch You shouldn't listen to this If you ain't talking Pittsburgh If you ain't mention the prince I'm sick with the spit You pissed I get chips for this sh** This for my homies that be OT, whip full of bricks I'm on another level, dudes gotta catch up to my ride I'm ahead of my time I'm a threat to you guys, why? I'm still a student, yet I'm fluent with my rhymes Still that best of that good sh**, professional hood sh** Bill Gates cake, I won't settle for hood rich I'm fresh cause we don't sound like that other bullsh** My team hustle, no days off And weigh so much salt That you might have to take a snow day off You ain't coming close to mine, if the cops bring a snitch about you Me on my worst day is what you pricks amount to Talk slick like the life we can't get about you And have dirt on you like I have some sh** about you See Wiz Khalifa's like a teacher I could show you to A spliff of reefer got me somewhere high up in the mountains You claim to be S-T-A-R-S But like you're under 21 you can't f** with my bars Ask about me the streets think im the youngest in charge Pimp too, leave the club with a truck full of broads And if its on then im crushing them all You n***as prolly right When you say that I ain't fu*kin with y'all, dogg I'm on a paper chase, moving unit state to state So I let the haters hate, got about a cake to make Money on the mind, moving at a greater pace Hungry on the grind and I ain't eating of a paper plate I need the finer things, came up on the rhyming game Now they listening, take his picture in them designer frames And they come with success some n***as gotta hate I see you playin with me, its different, its not a game I'm moving heavy in the trenches Best flow, back door When I knock any n***a senseless I don't do much, smoke about a blunt or two or three Gonna take more than a few bars to get through to me