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the GOAT, young GOAT

Hold up, hold up

I am the GOAT, young GOAT

Yeah I’m definitely drug free, may smoke a n**** 
(reference: “best thang smokin” album by

First Verse :
Go by Sincerely Yours
Slipping forget me nots
Plot
If you dig
A pot to piss
Ain't got to give me squat
Grip and I'm licking shot with

that
She loving on the way I taste
And I say
Street twelve
Towers got a curve but
I can speak my mind, never
Working for the best currently
Second like

a glizzy at value pawn
I wrote you a album he wrote you a poem
Niggas can't compare to what I am on
Super gremlin and it's written in stone
Stop hitting my

be home at prolly by nine
I met some people that got
Some issues just like mine
Singular punchlines for the Sinai
Think you can step to me? I
Don't

should've known that I was coming
Just like me and Hopsin
Though that shit was fucking Logic
Joyner our team or get NF like 5'9
On this rap game's best

I just dropped the top up off my whip, now I'm gettin' lit
People askin' for another album, know it's gonna be a hit
Your friend is tryna rap, he

Jay, you know, he was the artist and Dame was the mouth piece of the business, all the decisions were made by all three of us... we did everything

only brings losses my son is my Robin and when he was born I had made him a promise

That I will do what I gotta do to provide
So I do what I do

of twisted plots
	
VERSE 1 
	Today I really woke up feeling like a blob 
	Album nearly ready, doing bits and bobs 
	I used to throw some Frisbee at my

haul, went the best route

Dick like balls, so big
Leave you stretched out

9 missed calls so pressed
When you stressed out

Text my boss,
"When is Yellow

I wrote a rhyme
But at the same time I also wanted to have fun
To prove my haters wrong, I wanted to have a crazy album run
To be the best, to leave

and a couple rounds of ecstasy
In the kitchen with the pot, I don't need no recipe
Had to drop that bitch, I can't let her get the best of me
If I pull up in

really my brother dog
And Nino been my hitter since before he had a gun at all
I'm running off, the game don't owe me nothing but my damn heart
Always

a mission
I’ll be damned if these foos come tripping on us
If they try to then they gonna be some goners
No hand out I got this by myself for real
I done paid

how does he flip it"
I don't wanna be out of the ridicules, but the interviews, I'm not down for too many
The camera ain't been around for a minute, I

into the sea.  A sea turtle is swimming and it hit in the head by a hard object. (ouch!) He turns to look, and it is the same soda can that you forgot

doesn't work
You want me on your album well at least it's about a k a verse
I don't do it for fun i do it for real over the years i developed a skill

tame
I keep a bade up on my waist
In case you try me any day
I swear I'll make it through the rain
He kept it a buck
She keep it a hundo
I keep it a K
My

this goat talk like I ain't picking my foes off
One by one, just making sure I don't go soft
Smoke the best weed, always blowing an O off
And bars is

he hatches sinister six dispatches
Time to burn em to ashes norman give me the matches
Kaio ken level one son it gets fun
When I say better run two

I'm here for you mi amore God heard you
Said you want somebody genuine he sent an angel
In human form that's me
Your ex never saw your worth
But I'm

of change it
Instead of casting out
Can we embrace it
Your not defined
By your placement
Cause I made a classic album up in my basement
I gotta go
I need

and my sons, its the family
We just tryna get better, you nigga tryna be bitter
Nah mean
We out here and we hurting yall
We hurting yall son
Best believe