Goated Kid

This a Goated Kid right here
Ohh yea(5STARR)
Things we see in the world
Broski(OB made it here nigga)

Ayy the down to me
Make em praise
Til i make the racks
More money in the bank
Little boy from the West
When it rains it pours
When it rains it pours
Ayy
Goated kid goated kid
They praise and respect
Goated kid goated kid
They preaching this guy
Goated kid goated kid
They praise and respect
Goated kid goated kid
They preaching this guy
Go that way
Make a way
Goated kid
Go that way
Make a way
Goated kid
Go that way
Make a way

This side we goated
No mind games
I spit lyrics like a poetry
I'm from the streets, landed in the trenches
Came to do my job, and i deliver statements
I roll this cash like I'm rolling a toilet paper
I'm checking on my sales yeah
Sold more as an independent rapper
Hustling by my own, i don't need labels
I'm a label by myself
My eyes everywhere, i can zoom you like Dwayne johnson
Getting the acknowledgement from people
I earned their respect
Niggas want me down
But they didn't see my trap
I'm silencing them by topping on the charts
Sedi needs no description
Cos an instruction
Said it's a goated kid of this generation
Nigga be street talking
I'll just check my own business
We the ones who got numbers runnin
Bitches tried to drug that's funny
My eyes watching like a CCTV footage
In the safe they were searching for some cash

Goated kid goated kid
They praise and respect
Goated kid goated kid
They preaching this guy
Goated kid goated kid
They praise and respect
Goated kid goated kid
They preaching this guy
Go that way
Make a way
Goated kid
Go that way
Make a way
Goated kid
Go that way
Make a way

As i watch out and putting my code safe
They tried to break the code while I'm here
Thought i was a fool
But i try to be a monster anyday whenever you piss me off
The devil tried to feature me
But i collaborated with GOD
Thats a goated kid with a wise plan
Let no plans of the enemy work
Niggas keep em numbers runnin it's time to hustle
Picking em boos one gave me a one night stand
Niggas resurfaces in our country tryin to steal our land
This ain't for charity
In the country i left bitches with no money nigga
I can't chill with em niggas, y'all disgust me
Ayy god right here by my side
Never forsaken me
Sedi with the sweet spot
We never liked snitches but got a care for the streets

Go that way
Make a way
Goated kid
Go that way
Make a way
Goated kid
Go that way
Make a way



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