Woah!
Woah
Riding with the realist we some
Ghosts
Grinding till we win the title
Goats
Tired of holding on to all my hopes
We gon go, we gon go, we gon
Go
Riding with the realist we some
Ghosts
Grinding till we win the title
Goats
Tired of holding on to all my hopes
We gon go, we gon go, we gon
Go
I just got the biggest raise in history
Booyaka booyaka imma masked mystery
No one knows my name
But I'm chasing for this fame
And it's harder in this game than I thought
So I fall
On my heart
Concrete stone slab
Marble top
What I'm wishing for cannot be stop
And I'm takin everybody to the
Top With me
Runnin through red lights ain't no stopping me
Pick it up then put it down no flockin G
In my cocky jeans
And I'll pop a team
If they talk to me
Don't let the door hit you on the way out
My mama called told me you the way out
Of the struggle
So for that I'm un pluggin
Dope fiends ain't never gon stub em
Riding with the realist we some
Ghosts
Grinding till we win the title
Goats
Tired of holding on to all my hopes
We gon go, we gon go, we gon
Go
Riding with the realist we some
Ghosts
Grinding till we win the title
Goats
Tired of holding on to all my hopes
We gon go, we gon go, we gon
Go
What ya mama don't know
Is not gon hurt her
Throwing bombs at yo do
They screaming murder
Keeping both my hand on yo throat
Like a controller
Popping rubber bands on dope clothes
Cop Golden butter
Triple the action I'm comin clutch
Traffic stop caught my dude rolling up buds
My haters gon throw me str8 under the bus
My homies gon pull up and let it all bust
300 racks from the studio bro
Let the gun flash like a groupie hoe bro
Get to the cash became all that we know
Instagram rappers I'm callin it hoax
Y'all ain't got nothin but sock on yo toes
Showing your drugs all over yo phone
Cops are come in and bust up yo floors
Can't keep up with me I know I got the flow
Like progressive
My lyrics are oh so aggressive
I'm just tryna buy me a mansion
But till then stay out of my mentions
Riding with the realist we some
Ghosts
Grinding till we win the title
Goats
Tired of holding on to all my hopes
We gon go, we gon go, we gon
Go
Riding with the realist we some
Ghosts
Grinding till we win the title
Goats
Tired of holding on to all my hopes
We gon go, we gon go, we gon
Go
Riding with the realist we some
Ghosts
Grinding till we win the title
Goats
Tired of holding on to all my hopes
We gon go, we gon go, we gon
Go
Riding with the realist we some
Ghosts
Grinding till we win the title
Goats
Tired of holding on to all my hopes
We gon go, we gon go, we gon
Go
I just got the biggest raise in history
Booyaka booyaka imma masked mystery
No one knows my name
But I'm chasing for this fame
And it's harder in this game than I thought
So I fall
On my heart
Concrete stone slab
Marble top
What I'm wishing for cannot be stop
And I'm takin everybody to the
Top With me
Runnin through red lights ain't no stopping me
Pick it up then put it down no flockin G
In my cocky jeans
And I'll pop a team
If they talk to me
Don't let the door hit you on the way out
My mama called told me you the way out
Of the struggle
So for that I'm un pluggin
Dope fiends ain't never gon stub em
Riding with the realist we some
Ghosts
Grinding till we win the title
Goats
Tired of holding on to all my hopes
We gon go, we gon go, we gon
Go
Riding with the realist we some
Ghosts
Grinding till we win the title
Goats
Tired of holding on to all my hopes
We gon go, we gon go, we gon
Go
What ya mama don't know
Is not gon hurt her
Throwing bombs at yo do
They screaming murder
Keeping both my hand on yo throat
Like a controller
Popping rubber bands on dope clothes
Cop Golden butter
Triple the action I'm comin clutch
Traffic stop caught my dude rolling up buds
My haters gon throw me str8 under the bus
My homies gon pull up and let it all bust
300 racks from the studio bro
Let the gun flash like a groupie hoe bro
Get to the cash became all that we know
Instagram rappers I'm callin it hoax
Y'all ain't got nothin but sock on yo toes
Showing your drugs all over yo phone
Cops are come in and bust up yo floors
Can't keep up with me I know I got the flow
Like progressive
My lyrics are oh so aggressive
I'm just tryna buy me a mansion
But till then stay out of my mentions
Riding with the realist we some
Ghosts
Grinding till we win the title
Goats
Tired of holding on to all my hopes
We gon go, we gon go, we gon
Go
Riding with the realist we some
Ghosts
Grinding till we win the title
Goats
Tired of holding on to all my hopes
We gon go, we gon go, we gon
Go
Credits
Writer(s): Kody Miller
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