Stone Age

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah Niggas say I'm too conscious Nah, bitch, I'm the GOAT Yeah, uh [Verse 1] Could've bought a Tesla but instead I bought stock in it My nigga like the trunk space, he say he put blocks in it Hit it with the soda, broke it down and made rocks with it Used the profit from the work and went and bought Glocks with it Poison in the hood, but they say it's our fault We take the blame and feed our families when grams get bought When that's all you ever seen, shit, you gon' do what you taught And Mama hit you with 'I told you' so whenever you caught And when them laws apply pressure, that's when niggas gonna talk Like, "Tell us everything you know and wе just might let you walk" It's consequencеs for those actions, now you lying in chalk Retaliation is a must, shit, them the rules we taught, huh We grew up singing in the church, we wasn't no gangsters, we was altos But spending more much time in our hood just brought it out more Went from scrapping, now we carrying firearms outdoors Headed down the wrong road, no telling where we might go And shootouts made us feel bad, now we think we Michael Them cyclical behaviors from the poverty cycle Stole a Xbox and went and traded that for a rifle Now my ego standing tall like them towers, that Eiffel Went from slap boxing niggas on the back of the pal van To running from police and gunshots like wow, man Huh And I don't mean to sound righteous 'Cause that bullshit I did in my past, I kind of liked it 'Til one day I met a shawty with a mind like a psychic Read my pain to the T while we sat and drank tea That's when she asked me what I wanna be Looked her in her eyes and said I wanna be free But I feel like shit around me just ain't want to see me grow Toxic trauma bond with it, so I had to let it go, uh Started seeking knowledge, then I switched up the flow Now niggas say I'm too conscious, nah, bitch, I'm the GOAT, for real [Chorus] Niggas say I'm too conscious, nah, bitch, I'm the GOAT, for real Niggas say I'm too conscious, nah, bitch, I'm the GOAT, for real Niggas say I'm too conscious, nah, bitch, I'm the GOAT, for real Yeah [Verse 2] Jab stiff, like Ali when he float My niggas out here stepping like they just seen a roach Never had a father figure, all I seen was the dope Kingpin in my hood like the king or the pope Look Or LeBron or some shit Everything custom made, Dapper Don wit' the shit I ain't never rode no wave, duck no fade or wrote no statement Been no clown or switched my style, I stayed down and stayed patient My soul still intact Coexisting with my ego Got the knowledge that I needed and spread it amongst my people Hold up Name a nigga realer that overcame the things I had to When you stand on truth these record labels scared to back you Let me ask you, would you sell your soul for fame if you have to? I know you probably would, hell, I was you, I would be mad too I guess my moral compass different, I ain't judging No matter the offer on the table I ain't budging Fuck yo' budget, I just make one call and get that from my cousin He gon' give it like it's nothing when you hustling Money coming and it's going Rather spend it on something good before we hit the mall to blow it Or the club go throw it And I started seeking knowledge, then I switched up the flow [Chorus] Niggas say I'm too conscious, nah, bitch, I'm the GOAT, for real Niggas say I'm too conscious, nah, bitch, I'm the GOAT