Lyrics:
They can't see what is going down
I am the goat but you should know
Say you don't we already know that is cap
Gusto Diddy on some boss shit
Don't come
the mix
So I walk over to him, bro I don't care who you wit
Man you better be like G-Rock and "go and get that bitch" (go and get that bitch)
I let Bubba
you put on my name man it ain't phasing me
Yeah
Keeping the money on me, yeah i'm keeping the bag around
Moving the bag around, by getting the hits off
yourself
I don't wanna baby
(I heard oh little baby that you'll find yourself)
You better find, find yourself
Look woman, you left too hard
(I heard oh
Lay my head down on the ground
Close my eyes, don't hear a sound
Open my eyes, look what I've found
I get up and I'm surrounded by a crowd, I got all
Burn it all down, never look back
Finally free at last kuz I
Let go
Given up the reins and Let go
No longer feel constrained kuz I Let go
Burn it all
on they necks 'til they can't breathe
Claim they five stars but sell you dreams
They say death multiplies by threes
Line them all up and let's just see
Fuck
But i don’t know how to stop you
Tryna wrap my brain around it all
Was it wasn’t me? Was i the down fall?
Thought you would ride through it all
You even
call fake
You been cracking under pressure, it's a hard game
Look me in the eye, it's a scarred face
And you don't know what it like till life's a dark
got no real reason to be playin the curbs
The reasons faded in the ghetto so you look absurd
Rappers lyin on they albums, don't believe what you heard
Germany
You know my name and you heard of me
All these bars man I'm chillin wit it
Still rookie but I'm killing it
Speed it up and don't settle down
Let me
Broke niggas make the best crooks
Ya best look
Over your shoulder
If you's a highroller
(Broke mutha fuckas they make the best crooks)
get real bitch
Gotta write down in my brain
Dis that type of shit I got it right down in my brain
Man, I used to fuck with all these niggas, all these
down in a fight You try to push back But it comes in spite of You knowing that This isn't time to be flying like a child, no You're a grown man Take
Youtubecom timWestwoodTV
Yo, it's TimWestwoodTV up at Capital Xtra
Got my man Juice WRLD in the building
It's time to shut down the city again
Last
destroy, yeah
Aye, yeah, 'til we die
We’ll never stop, never say goodbye
We’ll never stop 'till we touch the sky
When you look up, you’re gonna us fly, yeah
bitch I’m a spectacle and I’m proud
This pedestal is where berettas blow but I’m not the man to take down
They finna milk the boy the minute that I come
so weird
One day man I’m up then I’m stuck
And I’m down and I frown man it’s no fair
Yeah, look
I been tryna put my life together
Find the right piece
city you'll find me
Look for trouble right behind me
My Outlaw niggas down to die for me, know what I mean?
I hit the scene, niggas ducking from my
it
Bust a cap and freak with, bow down on your knees s***
The glock to your head n****, don't let inside action
Hit innocent by-standers when he
it
Bust a cap and freak with, bow down on your knees shit
The glock to your head nigga, don't let inside action
Hit innocent by-standers when he
scarred by a revolv'
With no warnin' signs, 'cause yo my man took five
Now I'm the young one with the nine, ready to put in my time
Shoot first, look
Yeah
This feel like some 70s vibe
We just touched down
Got off the plane, straight to the studio
No sleep...that's work
Look
(It's Mickey!)
For all the people that got dreams out there, man, man, if you don't believe in yourself
who gon' believe in you, man
I believe in me, man, ain't
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