GOAT歌詞

作詞 : Ernie Qi'an
作曲 : Ernie Qi'an
Prod. by Syndrome
On it, riching
I guess I’m switching to all that swish shit
Now I’m breathing
Guess I’m dreaming
got that feeling of freedom
I preach
Y’all free to listen
No-one wanna know the mental process that I’ve been trynna told
If don’t rap it all my brain blown up mental overdose
Can’t forget the time that I was so low and play Solo
Sail on a broken boat don’t see the land and wind no more
On the table white powder
on the floor white flour
Trynna show if I’m the goat I can play my role without em
Know my goal don’t hold me back from what I’m trynna reach out to
Light skin Light speed
you go slow flow they freak outta
trynna be uncle Stan lee
But now who can understand me
I picture it but you can’t see
So you doubted what man I can’t be
The comments are trynna offend me
I was wounded it hurt so badly
Stop trying to Bent me
I finally hop on a Bentley
They don’t know the reason I grind
So don’t care about the meaning behind
Spending my time on the rhyme
So I could write them all down as a line
Thank god for the blessings
I’ll got em on with my passion
It beyond what I could imagine
I know that was not pure magic
I turn from the dust to the gold
don’t make me a god I’m a goat
I sacrifice nobody knows
I do the shit way that I told
You see me the time that I glow
I burn the shit down like a coal
The shit is now out of control
I promise I’ll keep playing the role
I wasn’t born with talent
Guess I ma popping on the new fashion
chances never running out
Build upon my style
shit ain’t no clout catching
catchy flow steadily goes
I’m so blessed never been semi broke
Broke rappers grew up selling dope
They still became three headed goat
Salute to the legends who been through the tragic but still get up on the top
I learn from the lyrics and rhythm and rhyme shit now I get on the top
Pushing the limit the learn from the critique I still be working nonstop
I don’t wanna blame all the shit even though the fact is I’ve gone through a lot
They don’t know the reason I grind
So don’t care about the meaning behind
Spending my time on the rhyme
So I could write them all down as the line
Thank god for the blessings
I made the shit with my passion
It beyond what I could imagine
I know that was not pure magic
No-one wanna know the mental process that I’ve been trynna told
If don’t rap it all my brain blown up mental overdose
Can’t forget the time that I was so low and play Solo
Sail on a broken boat I’m landing on my state y’all get down on floo