Mr. Postman

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 niggas 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 niggas sick in the head like disease No time for talking if you disagree Postman drop em to they knees