MEAT MAN - G.O.A.T (feat. Reek Da Reaper)

All my niggas eatin' Caribbean, nigga, we eat goats
Haha! What the fuck y'all thought
Some serious niggas tryin' to eat
Nigga, I move off experiences, mines and others

I lost my mother's sisters and a few brothers
Her hair make a soft ass
I'm havin' conversations with my mother
Tell her that I'm missin' and I love her

Concrete in the shit creek
Feet muddy like pig feet
And I spit heat, make niggas retract or retreat
Hit you so many times, it feels like a repeat

3-D with a black G
I'm a G-O-A to the T
Lil' G, I hope you make it out these streets
Wish I listened to what my mama told me

Only way is out the pen and six feet
I'm a G-O-A to the T
Lil' G, I hope you make it out these streets
Wish I listened to what my mama told me

Only way out is the pen and six feet
I was taught to peep snakes for peak sakes
Meats great, all motor like a freight
You can see it in my eyes, nigga, we buildin' tables

And you motherfuckers welcome to a play
It's time for a new trend, silver and blue swing
Banana seats, all reflectors
Niggas gon' hate it, don't respect it

Nine 350 trucks and 580 push start
From the bus stop, the time flows
Bad ladies and I'm rockin' shows
Movin' heavy, 4-4-8, get in the flesh, nigga

And I'ma rock this shit to my death
4-4-8 till I take my last breath
I'm a G-O-A to the T
Lil' G, I hope you make it out these streets

Wish I listened to what my mama told me
Only way out is the pen and six feet
I'm a G-O-A to the T
Lil' G, I hope you make it out these streets

Wish I listened to what my mama told me
Only way out is the pen and six feet
I bring the pain like niggas losin' they loved ones
It's too late once I put the gloves on

T-shirt and another sad song
Beatin' on my chest like King Kong
Nigga at your front door like ding dong
Disconnect your neighbor's ring, son

So they won't share scenes, check my scenery
I'm all about my greenery
And these niggas ain't what they seem to be
Remember me? Motherfucker, I'm O-C-B

Until I D-I-E, H-P to the bone
Wherever I go, nigga, we set the tone
I want my money long and my weed strong
And baby girl, we can fuck all night long

I'm a G-O-A to the T
Lil' G, I hope you make it out these streets
Wish I listened to what my mama told me
Only way out is the pen and six feet

I'm a G-O-A to the T
Lil' G, I hope you make it out these streets
Wish I listened to what my mama told me
Only way out is the pen and six feet

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Written by:
Ronald Scott, Delrico Cummings

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