Music: Michael Bonema/Antonio Hernández/Hunter Brown
(This is a Tony Seltzer exclusive)
Brodie, tell me what it take to make my neck glisten
I grew up with them runaways and few neglect victims
He screwed up tryna run the fade, and now I get with him (Get with him)
Know few my niggas tuckin' blades and do the stretched denim
I can put my trust in faith, my head and chest missin'
I almost touched a hundred K, I'm reppin' 10Kizzy
When I'm out in London, Sea got Red and N with me
Trust me, I can show you money plays, you can't invest in me
There's funny niggas up in shade, instead of 'rect with me (Uh, uh)
I just sent her number play, and tell her, "Get pretty" (Get pretty)
You end up in my brother way, you better get busy (Get busy)
It's reckless, ain't no other way, you get in Sin City (Sin)
Fo' sho', sure, I got 'em so hurt
Look like a fox around my neck, but it's your faux fur
I play my spot like I'm a vet', you need a brochure
I'm 'bout to go (Go), I'm gettin' closer (Yeah)
Just popped a lil' 10, I'm tryna soul-search
I know they gossip with intention, but it won't work
I go to Lenape, around the whole Earth, uh
I be plottin' in case they test me, do my homework
"You the G.O.A.T." all I'm hearin', never know how I feel
Seen the ghost in the mirror in my home, gettin' chills
Do the most for this shit, I was broke, used to steal
Stealin' clothes for my peers, tryna cope, tryna heal
Shit, in most of the year, we be toastin' and tearin'
Coast isn't clear up, we approachin' with care
Can't mope in the mirror, ghost when it's real
Yeah, my nose tend to flare up close to a meal
All that goofy shit you fell for, only blame yourself
I'm in the stu' with Tony Seltzer, we just raising hell
What they threw me in that cell for? I ain't even get any bail
Tryna prove I was a failure, they poof, they never sell
"You the G.O.A.T." all I hear, never know how I feel
Seen the ghost in the mirror in my home, gettin' chills
Do the most for this shit, I was broke, used to steal
Stealin' clothes for my peers, tryna cope, tryna heal
All that goofy shit you fell for, only blame yourself
I'm in the stu' with Tony Seltzer (Tony), we just raising hell
What they threw me in that cell for? I ain't even get any bail
Tryna prove—, they poof, they never sell
"G.O.A.T." all I hear, never know how I feel
Seen the ghost in the mirror in my home, gettin' chills
Do the most for this shit, I was broke, used to steal
Stealin' clothes for my peers, tryna cope, tryna heal