Lyrics:
broke since I failed junior high
How I run it glizzy, you like, wow, that's some decision
But look at how I came up, that's what they call commitment
By
that its tough to just ignore
So I'm tapping into new territory that I explore
G.R.E and JunioR on the beat, you see that we on the board
We be going
this not being fake
His absence was sad
And difficult and bad
Worst loss I ever had
We'll move on with a snap
He was an amazing grandfather
He deserves
the road is such a drag
If we make it home by Friday we can brag
And the Devil shivered in his sleepin' bag
Well I just got back from Austin
Ron
I'm gettin' corns for my country
At the Hollywood Canteen
The hardest workin' junior hostess
You've ever seen
I'm doin' my bit down here for
my moves are well calculated
I told niggas I'm the shit now they constipated
Go back to sleep, you niggas sheep
Man I been a Goat
Man I been a Goat
Man
the G.O.A.T. when I'm in my zone and there's no control
Instead of greatest of all time, I am the great unknown
Wait... I want to flip it, teach you kids this
I'm on the loose
I'm ready to go
They want the smoke
They say I'm the GOAT
I already know
They want us to fold
But we never fold
They taking the flow
gonna blow it by the ounce
We gonna burn down the house
And you can hit rewind, make everybody bounce
Folks fake woke might as well be sleep
Shits deep
in my pocket and at least a grand
Gold on my knuckle, my pistol's closed in hand
I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta from the LBC
Remotely controlled by
well I'll just panhandle
Now I'm gettin' papes, but stunts gets the vapes
I see it as a joke cause they break when you're broke
I can give a roar like
Three backends by the morning and I just walked out the bank
Told em I quit I cant
Promise I'm never gone change
Big dawg inside of my gang
Shaquille
to me be so far out of reach
Months going by, my situation still stagnant
Acting like I'm cool on the inside I just panic
Mom lost her job, lease couldn't
I'm gettin' corns for my Country
At the Hollywood Canteen
The hardest workin' junior hostess
You've ever seen
I'm doin' my bit down here for
about deposits, I don't really do withdrawals (no)
Heard he tattled on the gang, so we hang him by his balls (ugh)
Junior High, we late to class, we
nigga
I really needed doc to see me dealin' with these seizures
Junior Seau, concussion, suicidal every season
Go to hell and that's exactly where
still in junior high-school, elementary ass niggas
Holler at me when you graduate
We'll be posted right by the four hundred building,
Room four twenty,
Run up with that Whisper
It's ya boy I'm a Billy Goat
Grab you by the throat
You a silly hoe
I may be a silly bro
I'm still appealing tho
This Shit
of the Judas Goat
They knew they'd the numbers to succeed
The day was won if not, for the power of by greed.
Who can you trust, when you can't trust yourselves
I did it once, now watch me do it again
I done dropped a fuckin' classic I'ma do it again
Niggas know that I'm a beast, I'm a goat with a pen
I
Y'all already know I'm the greatest of my time
Goat, feeling myself sipping my high wine
Sitting at the top of your list like I'm high sky
Weather up
at the pool
Spent sophomore year skipping class
Bet junior year, you want it back
By senior year, you were way too damn cool
Well, look who peaked in high
in junior high
Was a lo life
Trinna scrape by
Panic all the time
Was on stand by
Let me clarify
Thought I was alright
Every other night I was out
know that money talk, I am the ventriloquist
Tranquilizer in the trunk, put your ass to sleep man
Birdman Junior got the world in my wingspan
How you
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