m.j. olden g.o.a.t. şarkı sözleri

Deep down, we all have a need to be great Ambition Perseverance Determination Sacrifice Victory Pressure makes a diamond I had a dream I saw the mountain top By any means, that means I'm not gon' stop F*ck being popular, I'm-a keep it hot Numero uno, caballero, I'm takin' that spot I can't be worried about the next man On my Taye Diggs shit, I'm the best man I feel like Luger, I gotta flex, man Took time to harness my skill like an X-Man Destined for greatness I see the hatred, I see the fake shit I see the glass ceiling, I know I can break it Whatever they dish at me, I know I can take it I'm bigger and better than ever I survive through whatever Ain't a storm I can't weather Get it from my ancestors Now take that shit to the bank All gas, no brakes G.O.A.T. shit, nigga Call me Shabba 'cause I got rank, huh? I ain't stoppin' til they callin' me the G.O.A.T. Money to the ceiling, niggas bouta do the most Any opposition in the way, they're going ghost On the way up, can't you see us getting close I ain't stoppin' til they callin' me the G.O.A.T. Money to the ceiling, niggas bouta do the most Any opposition in the way, they're going ghost On the way up, can't you see us getting close Talkin' 'bout breaking generational curses Talkin' 'bout showing my people we ain't worthless Even when the world feels like we ain't worth it But our true power is deep beneath the surface And that's word - yeah, I got a lot of nerve 14, promised to be the greatest you ever heard 18, I stepped back to work on my craft Now I'm 25, all you wack niggas bouta feel the wrath Something like an anomaly Whatever happens after this, I'm making no apology It was once a time you niggas ain't give a damn Now your girlfriends lining up, asking for my Instagram I want the smoke like Street Profits Begging for me to fail, nigga please stop it Now I'm-a end it like the last, 'cause ain't no debate Name an M.J. who ain't great - I'll wait I ain't stoppin' til they callin' me the G.O.A.T. Money to the ceiling, niggas bouta do the most Any opposition in the way, they're going ghost On the way up, can't you see us getting close I ain't stoppin' til they callin' me the G.O.A.T. Money to the ceiling, niggas bouta do the most Any opposition in the way, they're going ghost On the way up, can't you see us getting close
Sanatçı: M.J. Olden
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