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g.t. - joe montana lyrics

[intro]
(kcg, boy, you k!llin’ it)
(it ain’t really hard when it’s your real life, n+gga)
talk to ’em
(everybody who know me know me, you get what i’m sayin’?)
this how i feel
this how i feel, n+gga
yeah, this how i feel
i’m gettin’ money, this how i feel

[verse 1]
got a k!lling off the weed, but i make more off sellin’ pills
don’t compare me to no rapper, n+gga, i’m really in the field
even my son know his daddy, n+gga, done kept this sh+t too trill
i started to roll off of nipsey blues and switched to orange pills
he hit it once, his head hit his knee
i ain’t gotta ask if it’s a ten, i can see
if i was you, i would chill, to get you k!lled, it’s og
left his brains on the glass, we somewhere smokin’ on thе beach
i ain’t lyin’ ’bout sh+t, i even sold blow with pеte
we five thousand ‘bows and runnin’, n+gga, ask cookie clete
i ain’t doin’ no songs or linkin’ up unless you street
woke up to twenty pros, i just got up out my sleep

[chorus]
with that bag, i’m a quarterback, joe montana, n+gga
you a rookie, boy, we playin’ all+madden, n+gga
jump out and we bustin’, see the flashes, you’d think cameras hit you
bag full of blocks, man, this sh+t look like a bag of tissue
[verse 2]
sh+t so hard, n+gga, i need a jackhammer
man, i had a rough past, i showed love to backstabbers
cuz walked in with a hockey bag like black santa
on college campus with a lot of bags, blend in with the crackers
i’m runnin’ to that money, lil’ n+gga, i got my mind made
i’m gone off tesla rollin’, n+gga, i ain’t slept in like five days
if we got smoke, we hittin’ your block broad day with nine k’s
catch you chillin’, back or try to pull off, we block the driveway
i ain’t gon’ lie, it’s f+cked up, i sold dope to my uncle
he hit the dope with the naw, man, this sh+t got him buckin’
we caught a case, it disappeared, man, this sh+t got me so puzzled
i just got a new plug and when i cop, he throw me double
i’m a g.o.a.t. in the game, i feel like tom brady
i feel like kobe, number eight, i just put up an eighty
the spot ain’t a daycare, but we be washin’ babies
pull up 2021, she gon’ suck me crazy

[outro]
don’t compare me to no rapper, n+gga, i’m really in the field
sh+t so hard, n+gga, i need a jackhammer
i ain’t gotta ask if it’s a ten, i can see
man, i had a rough past, i showed love to backstabbers

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