Stone Age

Niggas say I'm too conscious
Nah bitch I'm the GOAT

Could've bought a Tesla
but instead I bought stock in it
My nigga like the trunk space
he say he put blocks in it
Hit it with the soda
broke it down and made rocks with it
Used the profit from the work
and went and bought Glocks with it
Poison in our hood and they say it's our fault
We take the blame and feed our families when grams get bought
When that's all you ever seen you gone do what you taught
And Mama hit you with
I told you so whenever you caught
And when them laws apply pressure
that's when niggas gonna talk
Like tell us everything you know
and we just might let you walk
It's consequences for your actions now
you lying in chalk
Retaliation is a must
shit them the rules we taught
We grew up singing in the church
we wasn't no gangster we was Altos
But spending too much time in the hood brought it out more
Went from scrapping
now we carrying firearms outdoors
Headed down the wrong road
no telling where we might go
And shootouts made us feel bad
now we think we Michael
Just cyclical behavior from the poverty cycle
Stole a Xbox went and traded that for a rifle
Now my ego standing tall like them tower that Eiffel
Went from slap boxing niggas on the back of the pal van
To ran from police and gunshots like wow man
And I ain't trying to sound righteous
'Cos that bullshit I did in my past I kind of liked it
'Til one day I met a shawty with a mind like a physic
Read my pain to the tee while we sat and drank tea
That's when she asked me what I wanna be
Looked her in her eyes and said I just want to be free
But I feel like shit around me
just ain't want to see me grow
Toxics Trauma bond with it so I had to let it go
Started seeking knowledge then I switched up the flow
Now Niggas say I'm too conscious
nah bitch I'm the GOAT

Niggas say I'm too conscious
nah bitch I'm the GOAT

Jab stiff like Ali with the float
My niggas out here stepping like they just seen a roach
Never had a father figure
all I seen was the dope Kingpin in my hood
like the king or the pope
Look
Or Lebron or some shit
Everything custom made Dapper Don wit' the shit
I ain't never rode no wave duck no fade or wrote no statement
Been no clown or switched my style I stayed down and stayed patient
My soul still intact
Coexisting wit' my ego
Got the knowledge that I needed
and spread it amongst my people
Hold up
Name a nigga realer that overcame the things I had to
When you stand on truth these record labels scared to back you
Let me ask for would you sell your soul if you have to
I know you probably would
Hell if I was you I would be mad too
I guess my moral compass different
I ain't judging
No matter the offer on the table
I ain't budging
Fuck yo' budget I just make one call and get that from my cousin
He gonna give it like it's nothing when you hustling
Money coming and it's going
Rather spend it on something good before he hit the mall
to blow it or the club go throw it
And I started seeking knowledge then I switched up the flow
Niggas say I'm too conscious nah bitch I'm the GOAT for real.