Okay now they got me
Wanna rap again
Heal the wound
And then you stab me
In my back again
You the type to play the joke
And try to hide your hand
Not the type to come around
And try to play your friend
You the type to cut the grass
And snake your bestest man
I'm the type to close
The deal and cut my n*** in
See me in person
I look like a ghost
See me in person
I look like a ghost
You wanna come
And then play with the G.O.A.T
You wanna come
And then play with the G.O.A.T
All you rap n*** sound like me
Can't tell who is who
You got no real identity
Can't tell you from you
Price went up
Angel investor
Price went up angel investor
Okay okay I'm not okay
Think they're good
It's not okay
Okay okay not okay
Think you're good
Get out the way
Who said I did what
What did they do
Why the hell you hatin'
So damn hard
Someone must pay you
They don't keep me 'round
'cause I'm straight truth
My dawg locked up had
More home runs than Babe Ruth
Had them chickens cleanin' my house
I told them
Be of use
If I see disloyalty
Then we gon' cut 'em loose
Have my hands 'round her neck
Grip tight like a noose
Tell you a story with a bad ending
'cause I'm not a Seuss
Passin' around d- to
The thugs for an immunity boost
Double cup filled to the top
With the serenity juice
Moment of silence
R.i.p to Juice
If they say it's up it's up
I don't need the truce
Everything I do is solely
For the broken youth
I just took her over
The mountain with my index
She told me to go to hell like
I ain't been yet
And I still put in overtime like
I ain't win yet
Okay okay I'm not okay
Think you're good
It's not okay
Okay okay not okay
Think you're good
Get out the way
It's been plenty times
You closed the door on me
That s- really show me
How much you say
You a bro to me
Showed you love
And you constantly cold-shouldered me
But ain't no goin'
Back to fixin' up
That's the older me yeah
I'm done with all the fake s***
I had enough of that yeah
I done had too many
N*** stab me in the back
They say they with you
But they really puttin' on a act
That's when s**** the fan and
All of sudden
All the facts show
You gotta chin up
And show a n**** tough love
Let 'em go without you
Just to show 'em what it was
We was so close
You would've thought
We was blood
We got the same pain
We come from the mud
I swear this shit make me
Wanna put my all in it yeah
You can hear the pain
'cause I put my heart in it yeah
Most of these n*** ain't real
They don't wanna see me winnin' no
Most of these n**** ain't real
They don't wanna see me winnin' no
But it's okay
We gon' be okay
Only show up when
We cut the cake
Showin' love but we okay
Find God 'fore it's too late