J.R. Writer - GOAT lyrics
[J.R. Writer - GOAT lyrics]
I'm the greatest of all time
Nigga, ask around - I've been
Great for a long time
On grind, I be amazing, I'm off mines
You ain't gotta pass the crown
I'm taking what's all mines
Who don't shine? My wristwatch
Make the chicks hot
A lil' head in the car - that's a whip-wop
Then tell her kick rocks
Thinking she gon' get guap
Ain't got enough for the train
I tell the bitch, hop
This is real hip-hop, what the kid drop
You couldn't slow the dog down at a pit stop
I play like 'Melo, but I keep a big shot
Shoot you while you pushing your work
- that's a sling shot i'm already king
I've chin-checked the ring
You waiting on the right pitch
You don't never swing
Mask, black gloves, all-black everything
Black Mag, black snub, floormat, everything
You'll respect me then, would you
Shouldn't you
I'm sick of you niggas talking
On what you wouldn't do i mean
Look at you - I make it hard to look at you
Come through and shake the whole block
Down - I'm shook of who?
I'm live-er than that, hotter than that
I leave the whole strip red
No Prada to match
I body a track, bottle the crack
These niggas act like I woke up
And forgot how to rap i'm back
Hi haters I keep getting high, haters
I'm grown, no chaser
I'm high as a skyscraper
Homes, you at home with your
Mom - I own acres
I own so much land, man, I'm my own neighbor
You a beggar you need a loan, a favor
I get cash, you just mad, you got the vapors
A lot of niggas wish they was Cas
But can't be me
My diamonds probably make you go blind
You can't see me
Cause my diamonds shining like
The finger on ET you on a bus
I'm in a truck with three TV's
I dropped three CD's
But I'm just getting started
My new album coming out -
It's 'bout to get retarded
Shit! Pardon my French, motherfucker
But I'm hustling, got it jumping like Vince
Motherfucker yeah, the boy in the zone
About to show his ass like the
Artist formerly known as Prince
Motherfucker
And I'm about to convince motherfuckers
That I got more bars than
AT&T and them Sprint motherfuckers
Go ahead with that nonsense, motherfucker
Cause you said you make it rain
But can't even make it rinse, motherfucker
You never fought a homicide or attempts
Motherfucker
You jokes could get smoked like incense
Motherfucker
Gee I'm hung, but I ain't get lynched
Motherfucker
That's why I walk with a limp, motherfucker
I'm a pimp, motherfucker
Nigga, ask around - I've been
Great for a long time
On grind, I be amazing, I'm off mines
You ain't gotta pass the crown
I'm taking what's all mines
Who don't shine? My wristwatch
Make the chicks hot
A lil' head in the car - that's a whip-wop
Then tell her kick rocks
Thinking she gon' get guap
Ain't got enough for the train
I tell the bitch, hop
This is real hip-hop, what the kid drop
You couldn't slow the dog down at a pit stop
I play like 'Melo, but I keep a big shot
Shoot you while you pushing your work
- that's a sling shot i'm already king
I've chin-checked the ring
You waiting on the right pitch
You don't never swing
Mask, black gloves, all-black everything
Black Mag, black snub, floormat, everything
You'll respect me then, would you
Shouldn't you
I'm sick of you niggas talking
On what you wouldn't do i mean
Look at you - I make it hard to look at you
Come through and shake the whole block
Down - I'm shook of who?
I'm live-er than that, hotter than that
I leave the whole strip red
No Prada to match
I body a track, bottle the crack
These niggas act like I woke up
And forgot how to rap i'm back
Hi haters I keep getting high, haters
I'm grown, no chaser
I'm high as a skyscraper
Homes, you at home with your
Mom - I own acres
I own so much land, man, I'm my own neighbor
You a beggar you need a loan, a favor
I get cash, you just mad, you got the vapors
A lot of niggas wish they was Cas
But can't be me
My diamonds probably make you go blind
You can't see me
Cause my diamonds shining like
The finger on ET you on a bus
I'm in a truck with three TV's
I dropped three CD's
But I'm just getting started
My new album coming out -
It's 'bout to get retarded
Shit! Pardon my French, motherfucker
But I'm hustling, got it jumping like Vince
Motherfucker yeah, the boy in the zone
About to show his ass like the
Artist formerly known as Prince
Motherfucker
And I'm about to convince motherfuckers
That I got more bars than
AT&T and them Sprint motherfuckers
Go ahead with that nonsense, motherfucker
Cause you said you make it rain
But can't even make it rinse, motherfucker
You never fought a homicide or attempts
Motherfucker
You jokes could get smoked like incense
Motherfucker
Gee I'm hung, but I ain't get lynched
Motherfucker
That's why I walk with a limp, motherfucker
I'm a pimp, motherfucker