[Verse 1: Dasgasdom3]
Uh
I'm the goat (Uh)
40' for a show (Uh-huh)
Designer on my waist
This shit drippin' out my card (Out my card)
I'm in the studio, uh (Uh)
Kickin' this shit with bro (Yuh)
We only shoot for ace, the diamond could wipe your nose (Wipe your nose)
Red blood inside my veins (Veins)
Christian Lou' for the lows (Lows)
Any problem I done played, I played it right in my row
They gon' make me start a riot, rubber burnin' a cloud (Uh, yeah)
What the fuck they really sayin', my brothers shootin' on the dot (On the dot)
Tip-toein' my future all the way up to the fuckin' top (To the top)
Signal red, like Medusa, another head up in the shot
Runnin', runnin', on thе pace up
Money can get ya facеd up (Brrr)
Better never debate us, ain't nobody ever played us (Ain't no played us)
So how the fuck they save us?
Money broke so they hate us (Why they hate us?)
Ain't no picture that made me so ain't no nigga that done made us
We only levelin', dead members and presidents (Yuh)
Money truly might power anything out my element (Uh-huh)
So how they tellin' it?
Niggas snitches, they tellin' shit (Uh-huh)
We ain't 'bout to civilize, bullets rip through yo residence (What, what?)
Pick and roll, pickin' a pack to smoke
We see the opposition, we snatchin' 'em from they soul (Bah!)
I done been alone (Been alone)
Ain't nobody really know (They don't know)
But nobody give a fuck when you doin' shit on yo own (Fuck nah)
Main nigga bossed up, I got it out for sure though
We ain't with the camera, don't come around takin' photos
Unless this Glock got a camera, we shootin', it's a slo-mo (Grrrrr)
Angle on angle, makin' sure your body with angels
I ain't movin' stable, I think I'd be better with a label
Every problem encountered, we never took losses, I'm thankful (Thankful)
I am blessed to see all the opps that they body on the cable
They family up on the news, they cryin' for Lord to save 'em (Lord to save 'em)
But he can't though, it's too late, nigga (But he can't though)
Your brother died and you ain't slide, I know you filled with hate, nigga (I know you filled with hate)
Fuck bein' civilized, though even bein' straight with ya
Bullets, they killin' lives and you gon' be the blank picture
Take the camera roll, they want a cameo (Aye, what?)
Hate to me, selfish, they only love if it's they antidote
Niggas federal, snitchin' but they won't let it go
Smokin' addiction, I'm way too high up on the medical (Bah!)
Where the sign at?
Where the love at?
Where all the murderers with the motherfuckin' guns at? (With the guns)
I'm a rug-rat, I'm tryna run that (I'm a rug-rat)
Bullets and ligaments slippin' across in a bloodbath
They ain't ready for it, keep it in combat (They ain't ready, nah)
Stuck in paranoia, hearin' shit, I can't call back (Uh-huh)
Uh
I'm the goat (Uh)
40' for a show (Uh-huh)
Designer on my waist
This shit drippin' out my card (Out my card)
I'm in the studio, uh (Uh)
Kickin' this shit with bro (Yuh)
We only shoot for ace, the diamond could wipe your nose (Wipe your nose)
Red blood inside my veins (Veins)
Christian Lou' for the lows (Lows)
Any problem I done played, I played it right in my row
They gon' make me start a riot, rubber burnin' a cloud (Uh, yeah)
What the fuck they really sayin', my brothers shootin' on the dot (On the dot)
Tip-toein' my future all the way up to the fuckin' top (To the top)
Signal red, like Medusa, another head up in the shot
Runnin', runnin', on thе pace up
Money can get ya facеd up (Brrr)
Better never debate us, ain't nobody ever played us (Ain't no played us)
So how the fuck they save us?
Money broke so they hate us (Why they hate us?)
Ain't no picture that made me so ain't no nigga that done made us
We only levelin', dead members and presidents (Yuh)
Money truly might power anything out my element (Uh-huh)
So how they tellin' it?
Niggas snitches, they tellin' shit (Uh-huh)
We ain't 'bout to civilize, bullets rip through yo residence (What, what?)
Pick and roll, pickin' a pack to smoke
We see the opposition, we snatchin' 'em from they soul (Bah!)
I done been alone (Been alone)
Ain't nobody really know (They don't know)
But nobody give a fuck when you doin' shit on yo own (Fuck nah)
Main nigga bossed up, I got it out for sure though
We ain't with the camera, don't come around takin' photos
Unless this Glock got a camera, we shootin', it's a slo-mo (Grrrrr)
Angle on angle, makin' sure your body with angels
I ain't movin' stable, I think I'd be better with a label
Every problem encountered, we never took losses, I'm thankful (Thankful)
I am blessed to see all the opps that they body on the cable
They family up on the news, they cryin' for Lord to save 'em (Lord to save 'em)
But he can't though, it's too late, nigga (But he can't though)
Your brother died and you ain't slide, I know you filled with hate, nigga (I know you filled with hate)
Fuck bein' civilized, though even bein' straight with ya
Bullets, they killin' lives and you gon' be the blank picture
Take the camera roll, they want a cameo (Aye, what?)
Hate to me, selfish, they only love if it's they antidote
Niggas federal, snitchin' but they won't let it go
Smokin' addiction, I'm way too high up on the medical (Bah!)
Where the sign at?
Where the love at?
Where all the murderers with the motherfuckin' guns at? (With the guns)
I'm a rug-rat, I'm tryna run that (I'm a rug-rat)
Bullets and ligaments slippin' across in a bloodbath
They ain't ready for it, keep it in combat (They ain't ready, nah)
Stuck in paranoia, hearin' shit, I can't call back (Uh-huh)
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