Call me Goata like bad never fall to the vultures
My words are weapons, got a solid gold pen in my holster
Not pretentious, it's messy when your ego is boasted
Now you at the mercy of fickle-minded people and jokers
G.O.A.T. behavior, it's something in your soul and your nature
This shit is destiny, my haters could blame the creator
I got no enemies, always wave hello to my neighbors
Careful with my favors, it's danger when you give in to takers
I write life, don't give a fuck what you might like
My sight right, nothing get past me, I'm on a swivel
My spirit was never brittle, we came up crazy from little
From raps, nigga, we studied and you just dabble and dibble
It's hard to be upset from a private island in Singapore
Climbing Mount Fuji just to say that I've seen it all
Niggas want beef, that's so 2000s, but bring it on
Niggas need peace, a lot of you niggas need the Lord
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