Lyrics:
The GOAT.
Vitamins at the afterparty
You wanna be the GOAT? You got it
Get your heart rate up, jog home from the club,
Go keep it up
Stack by stack moving
ain't gang, you here for clout (fuck outta here)
Talking shit, we tape ya mouth (boom, boom)
I got pitbulls with the red eyes
Knife by the bed side
look good in blues
Back in the real world
No dreams no plans
Keeping a low profile
Just getting by the best I can
But you can't kick a heart around
exaggerated (It's Swidom)
Yo, I live the life they rap about
Noughty By Nature, you know the vibes
Yo
Lanark Road in Edinburgh House, in a council flat,
look good in blues
Back in the real world
No dreams no plans
Keeping a low profile
Just getting by the best I can
But you can't kick a heart around
the suckers orbit his dick
Embrace him in clubs, fake smilin' faces and hugs
Fabricated love all because he's makin' a buzz
The snakes who hate, went outside
on pay as you go, I gave my heart to the club so man had to hail up major ace
It feels like a diary
Yeah
(Big Ziko)
You and your friends posted in the club (uh)
I was there by chance and looking for love (yeah)
Armour
Man cause he got no heart
Each line's an arrow dipped in poison from a blow dart
Yeah, these rappers they got no parts
Me against them's a Maserati
million hearts
One simple song
By the time we got to Boston
We were learning how to fly
And we got to write our story
All across the endless sky
Everybody
Alright everybody, let's go
It's Friday night
And I'm heading to my favorite club
Skip the line
And greet the bouncer with a nod
Turn it up,
(somebody to love)
Sent from heaven above
He's searching for that perfect situation
Perfect love
First Time you saw him in a club
You thought that it
sorry you'll be
All that grief upon your plate
Then you'll have to make time for me
But, ha, ha, by then you'll be too late
I see the headlines
to sellin loop loop, but if I do that's what I do
Verse Two: Jayo Felony
I stabs a nigga, and cool-Aid came out
cause his heart pumps cool-Aid, so I
Girl, with a couple of bottles, yeah that's a fun night.
Hah. Yeah we are one, when the club shuts down, nah we ain't done,
You can tell by the ink,
Guess I'm at a crossroads, lost hope and I lost quotes
My heart smokes for the fire that ya'll done provoked
For the disbelievers guess the game was
easy outgunning his peers
He feels resentment as the group walks by
They laugh at him but who knows why?
Eats his lunch alone in the park
Downtown, Swing it
Intervenin on the board, sensimil steamin, yeah
Catch the vibe like a tribal dance
In the clubs on the low with the be -boy stance
loves Gottis, America loves bodies
Pacino counting C-Notes for shooting up club lobbies
While Eddie Nash controls bankrolls in Wonderland
Tony Soprano
a dart right through your heart
And see my life will come apart
I like to party in the dark
So baby how you gonna start?
The music's loud, I kick it live
what a priceless gem
When I took her out to the clubs, we got right in
She kept me safe, even held me down in fights with men
I like my murder
[Prelude:]
Pounding hearts calling, like a storm from the north.
I will obey to my sworn oath.
Like warriors are waiting for the Battle,
True
and a fake ID would get me in the clubs
Then I would dance with the college girls and lie about who I was
I'd say "I'm pre-Med. here at UGA, live on Milledge
old school drops on gold feet
Roll sweets wit the bomb in it
Smokin' on bomb spinach
Ride by you wit the 100 spokes spinnin'
No linen, I'm just thugged
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