Goya

Album cover art for "Goya" by Radamiz & Kota the Friend

Radamiz & Kota the Friend - Rap, East Coast Rap

Goya

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Duration: 7:28

Lyrics

[Intro: Radamiz] Brasstracks, what's poppin! [Verse 1: Radamiz] Chase happiness, not a dollar If you happen to get rich along the way, Congratulations Synonyms of Strength Free everyone that's still locked up In their minds, in their pasts and other people's expectations Rhyme luxurious, furious, ostentatious I stepped into the club radiant, with no bracelets It's 2020, how you still a racist? We identical I seen rent kill more rap dreams than the radio Weave the bright, short-lived moments close like a seamstress Disregard the other 23 like you ain't seen stress Looked at my reflection, see no neglect, see no defect Looked into my future, I see genius, I see Jesus I am inside-out fitted cap Jigga and ya'll Jigglypuffs The jig is up NCINC a classic album, no riddle They compare me to GOAT's and I still ain't did enough If I'm not the best rapper, I'm the best at never giving up My friend turned $500,000 down on some cool shit Gentrifiers visiting my street like a school trip Say you want the album, when it comes out, hope you prove it Jail time turned my Blood homie to Confucius You can't be the man, you don't spend time with your fam Fortune teller saw the world within my hands Back when all I had was some Goya out the can Back when I had more procrastination than the plan, damn [Chorus: Radamiz] Damn, damn I ain't needin' any more friends, aye I been out reppin' my ends, yo Real shit, never pretend, no Damn, damn Life short, gotta get paid, aye East coast repper all day, aye Touch down, come my way-ay-ay, damn [Verse 2: KOTA The Friend] I pull up in my hood like I never left Steppin' on Myrtle with a broad view and better sense Feel like I am one with the elements Swear I do it all For the benefit of y'all, and my family involved And my son, when I tell you he a star, he a star Extra large, you can see him from afar, yeah Dubbin' phone calls just for us time I can disappoint the whole world But if little Kota proud of me, I promise I'll be just fine We be eatin' penne alla vodka just for lunchtime Never see me bitter over sleepy niggas Fame best in moderation I don't need your recognition, I control the conversation I embody Nipsey Hussle, ya'll don't really got the patience I am hella sensitive of my creation Money isn't everything Focused on the better things She don't really love you if she dub you cause you told her that you can't afford a wedding ring Everywhere I show love Young Kota grown up If I told my son that I'ma show up, I'ma show up And sho nuff, I be at the door 'round 3 Twist the keys and we mackin' till the baby boy sleep, that's me [Chorus 2: Radamiz] Damn, damn I ain't needin' any more friends, aye I been out reppin' my ends, yo Real shit, never pretend, no Damn, damn Life short, gotta get paid, aye East coast repper all day, aye Touch down, come my way-ay-ay, damn Damn I ain't needin' any more friends, aye I been out reppin' my ends, yo Real shit, never pretend Damn Damn, those my brothers, not friends, no I ain't never follow no trend, no I ain't never follow no trend, no Damn [Outro: Radamiz] I feel like Usher Raymond

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Credits

Writers
  • Radamiz
  • Kota the Friend
  • Ivan Jackson