It's Mr. Postman

The goat it's the bragging and boast man

It's the island the go coast to coast man

The burn em and serve em like toast man

They sick and they singing the blues

It never clicked that I'm top on the news

Carry the blick if they lookin for clues

A and B convo ain't talking to you

A and B convo with pop in the grave

Yeah he said I ain't no regular fella

Yeah it's been raining so hard and so cold ever since but your spirit holds up my umbrella

Do this for you

Mali been telling em one day I might end up at the Coachella

Try to keep guiding my brothers my word is bond and I preach it like Nelson Mandela

Yeah I been spitting the truth

Yeah I'm preserving the youth

Yeah I been hitting the booth

So hard I knock out a tooth

No they can't get in the groove

Cause I'm always on the move

Yeah they gon try to improve

Criminals never this smooth

Gang never lose

It's Mr. Postman

The goat it's the bragging and boast man

It's the island the go coast to coast man

The burn em and serve em like toast man

It's hot over here but they cold

You sit around and you do as you're told

This shit my destiny had to unfold

Collect the profit I pack it and fold

Yeah

Shoot it like Kobe

I'm sick of them tryna to bring out the old me

I'm sick of the talking cause they never show me

I'm stuck in a cage, but they can not hold me they'll never control me I'm counting the winnings I lay up the and one like postman

No they can't fold me them **** is lonely you know I'm just better than most man

Gimme the keys

They see me coming they shiver and freeze

Gimme the millions gimme the cheese

Yeah I'm too hot like 100 degrees

Yeah they ain't handling my expertise

You know I always stay aiming to please

These **** sick in the head like disease

No time for talking if you disagree

Postman drop em to they knees