Goated
Condolence what I'm giving niggas who don't know that they chosen
Always remember you blessed some niggas homeless
Use your fucking talents don't ever settle for no less
Cause I'm putting one percent of my earning in a Rolex
Don't listen to nobody that tell you you don't own it
Told me not to bottle it up so I wrote it
Told me we was gon run it up but you folded
Give me two years I'll-
I was a young rich nigga when I came to you
Pushing for people that put me upon the pedestal
You got me thinking like how the fuck I attracted you
Had to get it out the mud by my lonely I'm feeling red to you
I wish I could take back the things that I said to you
You wasn't fair to me but I was fair to you
Now I realize that I'm th-th-th-th-thankful that it happened
You put the hustle in me and then I started trapping
Shooting up top cause I'm rapping it's like my wings are flapping
Money circulation don't stop so you won't catch me napping
Condolence what I'm giving niggas who don't know that they chosen
Always remember you blessed some niggas homeless
Use your fucking talents don't ever settle for no less
Cause I'm putting one percent of my earning in a Rolex
Don't listen to nobody that tell you you don't own it
Told me not to bottle it up so I wrote it
Told me we was gon run it up but you folded
Give me two years I'll fuck it up I'll be goated
Oh I'll be goated
By the time I'm 30 imma be loaded
My money loading
Brothers told me they were riding now they steady switching sides
How the fuck you look me in my eyes and feed me all these lies
Saying till the die he gon be there by my side
Sharing everything together basically what's yours is mine
Got this brand new Rollie on me I ain't wasting any time
I got money on my mind got these bitches on my line
Got a brand new shawty round me imma hit her from behind
She a motherfucking 10 but she get dropped of like a dime
My money loading
Bad bitches round me but I be broken
She tryna fuck up in a Benz
Oh you the only one up in my life I had to let go
What you need shawty yeah what you mean shawty
You stay complaining got me smoking on this green shawty
I can get you what you need double C shawty
Legs up legs back like the sea shawty
I wish I could take back the things that I said to you
You wasn't fair to me but I was fair to you
Now I realize that I'm th-th-th-th-thankful that it happened
You put the hustle in me and then I started trapping
Shooting up top cause I'm rapping it's like my wings are flapping
Money circulation don't stop so you won't catch me napping
Condolence what I'm giving niggas who don't know that they chosen
Always remember you blessed some niggas homeless
Use your fucking talents don't ever settle for no less
Cause I'm putting one percent of my earning in a Rolex
Don't listen to nobody that tell you you don't own it
Told me not to bottle it up so I wrote it
Told me we was gon run it up but you folded
Give me two years I'll fuck it up I'll be goated
Condolence what I'm giving niggas who don't know that they chosen
Always remember you blessed some niggas homeless
Use your fucking talents don't ever settle for no less
Cause I'm putting one percent of my earning in a Rolex
Don't listen to nobody that tell you you don't own it
Told me not to bottle it up so I wrote it
Told me we was gon run it up but you folded
Give me two years I'll fuck it up I'll be goated
Always remember you blessed some niggas homeless
Use your fucking talents don't ever settle for no less
Cause I'm putting one percent of my earning in a Rolex
Don't listen to nobody that tell you you don't own it
Told me not to bottle it up so I wrote it
Told me we was gon run it up but you folded
Give me two years I'll-
I was a young rich nigga when I came to you
Pushing for people that put me upon the pedestal
You got me thinking like how the fuck I attracted you
Had to get it out the mud by my lonely I'm feeling red to you
I wish I could take back the things that I said to you
You wasn't fair to me but I was fair to you
Now I realize that I'm th-th-th-th-thankful that it happened
You put the hustle in me and then I started trapping
Shooting up top cause I'm rapping it's like my wings are flapping
Money circulation don't stop so you won't catch me napping
Condolence what I'm giving niggas who don't know that they chosen
Always remember you blessed some niggas homeless
Use your fucking talents don't ever settle for no less
Cause I'm putting one percent of my earning in a Rolex
Don't listen to nobody that tell you you don't own it
Told me not to bottle it up so I wrote it
Told me we was gon run it up but you folded
Give me two years I'll fuck it up I'll be goated
Oh I'll be goated
By the time I'm 30 imma be loaded
My money loading
Brothers told me they were riding now they steady switching sides
How the fuck you look me in my eyes and feed me all these lies
Saying till the die he gon be there by my side
Sharing everything together basically what's yours is mine
Got this brand new Rollie on me I ain't wasting any time
I got money on my mind got these bitches on my line
Got a brand new shawty round me imma hit her from behind
She a motherfucking 10 but she get dropped of like a dime
My money loading
Bad bitches round me but I be broken
She tryna fuck up in a Benz
Oh you the only one up in my life I had to let go
What you need shawty yeah what you mean shawty
You stay complaining got me smoking on this green shawty
I can get you what you need double C shawty
Legs up legs back like the sea shawty
I wish I could take back the things that I said to you
You wasn't fair to me but I was fair to you
Now I realize that I'm th-th-th-th-thankful that it happened
You put the hustle in me and then I started trapping
Shooting up top cause I'm rapping it's like my wings are flapping
Money circulation don't stop so you won't catch me napping
Condolence what I'm giving niggas who don't know that they chosen
Always remember you blessed some niggas homeless
Use your fucking talents don't ever settle for no less
Cause I'm putting one percent of my earning in a Rolex
Don't listen to nobody that tell you you don't own it
Told me not to bottle it up so I wrote it
Told me we was gon run it up but you folded
Give me two years I'll fuck it up I'll be goated
Condolence what I'm giving niggas who don't know that they chosen
Always remember you blessed some niggas homeless
Use your fucking talents don't ever settle for no less
Cause I'm putting one percent of my earning in a Rolex
Don't listen to nobody that tell you you don't own it
Told me not to bottle it up so I wrote it
Told me we was gon run it up but you folded
Give me two years I'll fuck it up I'll be goated
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Writer(s): Michael Biya Tadesse
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