3 Headed Goat

Oh oh oooh
Where you at I'm in the mood
When I walk in the room
(Yo Heart Turn Me up Nigga)
(Yo Lucas You Heard)

Oh, where you at? I'm in the mood
Baby hold me down, I been confused
Mama told me better tie your shoes
Brodie did a hit, he on the news
And you know that we some loose screws
Fuck about me rapping I'll boom
Told lil bro to keep his ratchet, we can't lose

But let me tell you when I was young and we was in the park
Saw the opps around the corner creeping through the dark (dark)
Me and Jason we was wylin' we ain't have no knock
Told the opps to come outside, they didn't wanna play no ball
Whole gang we was deep, we was down the block
We was walking out the gym when I got that call (that call)
Seen the cops infront of your crib, that made my heart stop
That shit really left me deep, now I will never stop (woah)

I don't want it
No, I don't want it
I don't want it
No, I
I don't want it
Baby, I don't want it
Baby, I don't want this
I can't deal with all this pain

Oh, where you at? I'm in the mood
Baby hold me down, I been confused
Mama told me better tie your shoes
Brodie did a hit, he on the news
And you know that we some loose screws
Fuck about me rapping I'll boom
Told lil bro to keep his ratchet, we can't lose

I lost a few brothers (woah)
I get sad when I see their mamas
Sometimes I can't cope myself, like how the fuck they get caught slippin' (slippin)
Like, why they wasn't on they pivot
Don't get mad cus you want it and I live it (and I live it)
It's a few things wrong wit' the trenches
Leave it up to me, I'mma fix it (imma fix it)
I don't wanna know what love mean (love mean)
I'mma die alone in this shit
Seen a few schemes in the hood, that kept me alive til' the age of 25
Look into her eyes, I see lies (lies)
These niggas bug me, they like dirty flies
And I hope you not telling business, between you and I
In my hood, it's a eye for an eye
Momma I owe you a big house, with a lot

Oh, where you at? I'm in the mood
Baby hold me down, I been confused
Mama told me better tie your shoes
Brodie did a hit, he on the news
And you know that we some loose screws
Fuck about me rapping I'll boom
Told lil bro to keep his ratchet, we can't lose

The lil circle I stay wit, no they don't play about me (play about me)
Cuz they'll let that heater blow and they'll catch a body
Close that back door, can't get snaked by nobody
Watch all your homies that tote on that glocky
I know a nigga that think he it, but he not
He will tell you he love you, then give out the drop
And it's crazy you told em come sleep at the spot
But he backdoored you when you ain't have your knock
No, Noo, can't believe my brother gone
I know I gotta stay strong
In the night I sleep alone
Reminiscing bout' the old times, when it was me and lil Notti on the block
We was tryna catch a opp down them stairs wit' a chop
And I told Notti throw, all you hear was a shot, BOW

Oh, where you at? I'm in the mood
Baby hold me down, I been confused
Mama told me better tie your shoes
Brodie did a hit, he on the news
And you know that we some loose screws
Fuck about me rapping I'll boom
Told lil bro to keep his ratchet, we can't lose



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Writer(s): Bobby Johnson
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