NuSoul the Poet - G.O.A.T.

Aye, listen
I get left out of the conversation a lot when it comes to the best rappers in Beaumont, you know what I'm talkin' bout?
But, low-key, I'm the GOAT of this shit, you know what I'm sayin'
Or I will be the GOAT of this shit
I'm back in my bag
I'm bout to go dummy for figures that I never had
I bet on myself
Ask niggas I ripped in the past
Dissing me bad for your health
I'm nasty with it
But glad I'm gifted to shit on these bitches
I'm crafty with it
I'm asking niggas is this city far as you going?
If so, I feel bad for you niggas
Cause since I got play up in Switzerland, I been different
I'm more disciplined
Been doing these shows, clocking dividends
Getting ignorant on some different shit
Excuse me for talking my shit again
My predicament got me feeling myself
I'm belligerent
No coincidence, I was meant for this
I'm magnificent
I'm the GOAT
It's written in the stars, call me what I are
GOAT
No need for the applause, I know who I are
GOAT
It's written in the stars, call me what I are
GOAT
No need for the applause
Ain't it a shame?
What niggas would do for the money and fame?
I stay in my lane
Put gas to the flame
Make em holler my name
If I never make it, then I'm only to blame
For Grammys and Platinums, I aim
Said you'll never phase me
Too busy playing the game
I never worry bout lames
But ain't it a shame?
You niggas do anything for the money and fame
You not who you claim
You look in the mirror and know that your soul ain't the same
Said you'll never phase me, nigga
I'm in this booth, beating this beat out the frame
Said you'll never phase me, nigga
I'm internationally made
I'm playing the game
I'm back in my bag
I'm bout to go stupid for M's that my mama ain't have
I'm gifted and blessed
And ever so humble
I know why these niggas stay mad
Cause I never brag
Today I got time, though
Hit you with all of this swag and bravado
Taking a hit of the finest ganja
Then I'ma step in like Jordan, Game 7, Chicago
You niggas think you can win against me?
I blink, and you niggas is done
You had a helluva run
But your race was over as soon as my record was spun
No telling me none
You pack a pistol
But I pack uzi, this bitch weigh a ton
I'll say this shit once
You ain't a killer, I'll shatter your dreams like my last name was Pun
Bitch, I'm the GOAT
I'm humble and I'm blessed, that's why I'm never stressed
GOAT
I say it with my chest, leave you niggas pressed
GOAT
I'm humble and I'm blessed, that's why I'm never stressed
GOAT
Leave you niggas pressed
Ain't it a shame?
What niggas would do for the money and fame?
I stay in my lane
Put gas to the flame
Make em holler my name
If I never make it, then I'm only to blame
For Grammys and Platinums, I aim
Said you'll never phase me
Too busy playing the game
I never worry bout lames
But ain't it a shame?
You niggas do anything for the money and fame
You not who you claim
You look in the mirror and know that your soul ain't the same
Said you'll never phase me, nigga
I'm in this booth, beating this beat out the frame
Said you'll never phase me, nigga
I'm internationally made
I'm playing the game
I'm the one
(Yeah)
Bitch, I'm the one
(Yeah)
Hoe, I'm the one

Written by:
Christian Bessard

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