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trdee - goated lyrics

[intro]
sh+ttyboyz
(ooh, austin)

[verse]
lookin’ in the mirror like you really goated
you be always cappin’ in your songs, i don’t think you wrote it
gettin’ so much money, when i spend it, i don’t even notice
told my b+tch it ain’t no point in cheatin’, know you do the coldest
my shooter light skinned, call him jayson tatum
he don’t get no p+ssy, we gon’ use a b+tch just to bait him
the pressure was too much, i knew that it would break him
why you pocket watchin’? don’t ask me how much do i be makin’
pocket rocket on me if i get into a scuffle
i can’t even call him my mans if he ain’t got no hustle (i can’t)
all you do is run your mouth, how could i ever trust you?
if you ever go against the gang, you know it’s really f+ck you
if you go against the gang, you know it’s repercussions
let me lose it all and get it back, show you it ain’t nothin’
if you ain’t tryna spend a bag, she like, “we ain’t f+ckin'”
up early out there on the road, you know i be truckin’
package came through, shoutout to them truck drivers
all that d+ck suckin’, i’m just knowin’ that your throat tired
saw a fan, he like, “your last tape was so fire”
top shotta, out here callin’ shots, i’m the umpire
i just call it how i see it, i can’t sugarcoat
wakin’ up lookin’ in the mirror, i’m like, “you the g.o.a.t.”
you ain’t heard? i’m the bear that you shouldn’t poke
brodie came home from his bid, now he think he woke
all rise, it’s a real n+gga in the building
i can’t put this d+ck in anybody ’cause it’s worth a million (a mill’)
all these wannabes, guess i got a couple children
you ain’t have the bag in a minute, tell me how you feeling
got my hands in everything, so you know they full
no, i don’t know how to swim, i never had a pool
my advice to the youngins is to stay in school
get a 9 to 5 ’cause you know bein’ broke is never cool (it ain’t)
take a l and bounce back like a trampoline
never lackin’, i got bl!ckie on me while i’m on the stream
i can show you how to ball, i should coach a team
i’ll shoot my shot and turn around ’cause i know it’s green
green thing on my mind, guess i look like hulk
crib out the way, sh+t, this morning, i just took a walk
you blame everybody like it never been your fault
i can’t blame you, i guess it really come from what you taught
d+mn, the beat over? (run it back)

- trdee lyrics

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