Tha Goat

Out from five hundred and seventeen where we shoot for fun People dying everyday so you can't go out With your gun Make sure everybody go to school and get them college funds It's behind those closed doors Giving all the pain the money Try to make it out this summer But I'm dealing with some drama Trying to get the old Quan back And make a hit since up damn toddler I be fighting all the demons Find a way to talk to God I been sinning too damn much I told myself I need to stop Fah, Fah, You was my mans but you switching up Lost my unc and grandad in two years but I ain't giving up We gon' ride out with the Glocks out If he dissing us Ain't no sitting down boy Know you gotta get it up Five hundred and seventeen it's the area code But you can't hit us up Middle fingers to the cops If they try to split us up Can't even go out like that That's why I got my pistol tucked And everybody wants some information But they can't riddle us See, hurt people hurt people But nobody can't change that Just gotta make that shit right I almost fell off but now I'm back again If I never had success I probably wouldn't rap again How you postin all them blicks, but you was never active, man? If you can't pay the price we put that million dollars on your head Better get your mind right that's what my mama said I don't do nothing of that talking I let them choppers spit If I broke up with my ex she better not call me then I be me I don't got time for that toxicness They say I changed I'm still the same Why they lying then Run up on gang that means everybody dying then Burning up your damn block please call the fireman If I was old still doing this I might retire then BBE that's the fam and I love y'all man Me and Tez still in this bitch we gon' grind again Kold blooded sque in the truck he got the iron man Talk about you ain't no rat, nigga lie again Talk about I ain't gon' shoot I got my fire again Rapping like Poetry man I gotta start again Had to be patient that's why we trust the process And you know I gotta give y'all another quanprint (Big Bands Entertainment) No faking bruh you the goat, I ain't gone lie Aye, you the goat bruh, I ain't gone lie Nigga, every time bro you snapped Bro no matter what type of flow Whatever it is bro, you go krazy I ain't gone lie We needa link up bro, and get this work in No faking gang, I appreciate you my dawg That's why I hadda send a voice message, forreal