[Chorus] (Yeah) They be like woah woah woah They be like woah woah woah How does Lukey Always bring heat Everytime he Get up on the beat I don't really know oh no no no So let's talk about what I'm owed I dun spent ten years tryna get here Now your envious of the G.O.A.T
[Verse 1] Couple ladies at my show New Mercedes when I go Bring a bad bitch home E'erybody wanna know What I'm really bout Pop a willie give 'em smoke Underrated to the most Till the day I get Eight-figure checks It ain't even close My music infects They get stuck in heads Like a bayonet Goin crazy ass I don't take my meds Never made amends With the fakest friends I don't rap for dough But ain't it apropos how it pays the rent Fuck a hater man I'm showin' Bitch a whole mac in my pocket Ain't talkin bout an Apple phone Bitch you the captain of cappin' So I get to grabbin' the strap While I'm packin' the magnum Cuz bitch I'll be bigger than ever Sometimes I really feel like nobody's ever gonna show me no love No no so what This for the kiddies who was Tellin' me in elementary that I was never gonna blow up Oh woah woah Moefuckas don't know Heaven I spit shit loco every time I flow My mind's in a zone that could rhyme see the lime like coke Bout time I show 'em Bout time I shine Headlight, red light, stop sign How am I Damn my Head up in the clouds like an airline I'm bout to blow like volcano 1997 I been rappin' since the cradle Witty and wicked I spit it quicker than tornadoes I'll leave your top spinnin' like a dreidel
[Chorus] (Yeah) They be like woah woah woah They be like woah woah woah How does Lukey Always bring heat Everytime he Get up on the beat I don't really know oh no no no So let's talk about what I'm owed I dun spent ten years tryna get here Now your envious of the G.O.A.T
[Verse 2] Ten years later but the hunger's still day one Damn near paid it when I hit it I'ma spend a fuckin' milli on my mama Get a couple on the lake front Whole team winnin' I'ma let 'em eat cake cheese steak with an a1 Hip hop's callin' me to duty shoot and hit a zombie with a raygun Bang bang a bullet in the brain catch a fade like a razor Yeah yeah lil' bitch same sum'n Bitch-ass motherfuckers used to tell me that I wouldn't amount to nuthin' When I started rappin' they all began laughin' thinkin' that I was trash But really was onto somethin' Bitch so I kept at it like a meth addict Now I'm on the come up with the step ladders I dun' worked so hard I need a wet rag Cause my sweat glands bleedin' jet black ink on the note ped (Woah, woah, woah) Growin' up I was gettin' picked on each day Used to get chased no quick pay Lot of big kids in the fifth grade Moefucker hit me in the face with his fist bang Ran home cryin' with a black eye Mama said boy you better quit playin' This ain't the time to be a bitch It's better to be the shit than the shit stain (Woah, woah, woah)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
