Lyrics:
the G.O.A.T
They call me the G.O.A.T
Peep the position I hold
It's like I went under oath
They call me the G.O.A.T
They call me the G.O.A.T
Peep the position I
momma, she don't have to work no mo'
I pay the bills by the flow from the studio
And I was out in the game by old players and G's
Hollerin 50
ya last breath
Na hold stiff
Peep em ina cut oh issa vibe
Chop da sparkin spot
Ironic plot twist drive by
Thru da parking lot
Tough love shidd
Don't
gang, gang, gang
Be the same niggas fuckin' up the game, game, game
By the way
This ain't a motherfucking, diss
This the motherfucking, truth
Bitch
How do you want it?
How does it feel?
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Livin' in the fast lane, ah, for real
How do you want it? (yeah)
How
How do you want it?
How does it feel?
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Livin' in the fast lane, ah, for real
How do you want it? (yeah)
How
Enough to cop six, by the house on the beach
Supply the peeps with Jeeps
Brick a piece
Capiche?
Everybody gettin' cream
No one considered a leech
Think
me, I hope they lock me
Instead they speed ahead yo, nigga, watch me
I'm drunk by myself, gun under my seat
I don't want none of my peeps caught
Up in
I was just a youngin' sellin' like a boat (Like a boat)
Started off by movin' weight like Po (Like I'm Po)
And no, I do not peep hoes (Nope), but my
nothing
Girl peep this hook and what it's saying to you
Shh... Don't say nothing
I ain't no hater, but he ain't for you
Shh... Don't say nothing
Girl peep
the deal
I got a hundred bricks, fourteen-five a piece
Enough to cop a six buy the house on the beach
Supply the peeps with Jeeps, brick apiece, capiche?
I pray for my peeps I play for keeps
Before I lay me down to sleep
To gain wisdom
Can only move forward
It cant be much longer Stronger
Though I
momma, she don't have to work no mo'
I pay the bills by the flow from the studio
And I was out in the game by old players and G's
Hollerin 50
and she play the rules by my game
When i hit her deep off in her guts she's calling my name
She top me off riding in the foreign in the fast lane
With a swollen mug
Now peep game, you hate, you get no love
So put your drink in the air and toast up
Reservoir Dog, switch cannons when I lick off
Toe
about as sharp as crease (FlyStitches)
Man on fire like Creasy Bear
Don't buy unless you cant buy three (What you doing?)
Tic Tac Toe with Peep (What
up
Peep the technique
We about to fuck it up
M.J., Haz3
Quest, Jefe, Relly
Rebel Gang in this bitch
Taking over for 2020
Niggas ain't playing games no
peeps
I love to sit and chill with my girl by the beach
Complete, unique, in all the way around
Give me a pound from East to West Bound
Nothin' in
switch sides
You used to be my mans
Five for five let's get high
Do whatever on the strip
Definition of survive
One phone call four door drive by
Jungle
her get down on her knees
It's a prayer
Running the ville guess i'm going for Pope
Game by the neck got it straight in the yoke
It get deep in
the blood of our kind
In a world that was built and design
Mastermind peep game see the signs
You can see the shine on the horiz'
The diamonds from the blood
Livin' dat, yo what's up black?
Well its my third day home and not a cent to my name
No jobs they claim I'm back in the drug game
I need some money in
flow, free show
I'm open at the free flow
Peep game from my window, I know, you know
Make money, take the cash flow
Make honeys, hit the dance floor
I
get tossed up by strangers
Yo it's the wild life
Where peeps takin' life for keeps
Yo it's the wild life
We all brawlin', fight to eat
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