GOYF

Get-get-get, get out your way

Get out your feelings, get out your pain

Get out your pain

Get back to business

Get back to living, get out the cage

Get out the cage

Back on the bullshit

Back on the cool shit, pick up the pace

Pick up the pace

We got to do shit

Brush off the dirt, jump back in the race

Go, go, go

Get out your way

Get out your feelings, get out your pain

Get out your pain

Get back to business

Get back to living, get out the cage

Get out the cage

Back on the bullshit

Back on the cool shit, pick up the pace

Pick up the pace

We got to do shit

Brush off the dirt, jump back in the race

Go, go, go, go

Trust me, life get a lil' bit ugly

Might get a lil' bit touchy

Have a **** thinkin' you buggin'

I give no fucks, I'm thuggin'

I'm kickin' this dirt up, dustin'

I'm thinkin' this world disgustin'

But I'm after this girl, I'm lusting

Ow

I don't do ugly ducklings

I ain't never been ugly, nothing

I admit I am a little distrusting

That ain't never really stopped me thrusting

Aye

That ain't never really stopped me fucking

And the crew came through, big stunting

You tryna move me, no budging

I'm likin' what a **** becoming

Let's go

You can't think straight when you big mad

Big mad

We need more weight, where the big bags?

Big bags

We need more cake, where the big bills?

Big bills

Big steppin' on lines, no zigzag

Yee

We-we-we-we, we up

We up

Married to the game, no prenup

Prenup

Got a little energy freed up

Freed up

I done got a head start, ****, keep up

Let's go

You can't think straight when you big mad

Big mad

We need more weight, where the big bags?

Big bags

We need more cake, where the big bills?

Big bills

Big steppin' on lines, no zigzag

Yee

Fle, fle-fle-fle-fle, flexin'

Flexin'

I ain't never take loss, that's lessons

Lessons

I ain't never seen luck, that's blessings

Might develop a slight obsession

Ow, obsession

Get, get-get, get, get out your way

Get out your feelings, get out your pain

Get out your pain

Get back to business

Get back to living, get out the cage

Get out the cage

Back on the bullshit

Back on the cool shit, pick up the pace

Pick up the pace

We got to do shit

Brush off the dirt, jump back in the race

Go, go, go

Get out your way

Get out your feelings, get out your pain

Get out your pain

Get back to business

Get back to living, get out the cage

Get out the cage

Back on the bullshit

Back on the cool shit, pick up the pace

Pick up the pace

We got to do shit

Brush off the dirt, jump back in the race

Go, go, go, go

The rumors are lies

The boom comes soon, ****, you been advised

Cool televised

Shades on, still see through jealous eyes

Swallowed my pride

Get out your feelings and follow my tribe

Y'all don't want strife

Gang shit, ****, little homie, I'm tight

You feel like dust on shelves

That's ugly

****, you get up yourself

That's rusty

Gotta tighten up your belt

You dusty

My ****, don't block your help

Let's go

My ****, don't block your blessings

Ooh

Fought back, homie, you wrestling

Ooh

Life be straight suplexing

Ooh

You gotta have straight obsession

Aye, gon' switch it up on these ****, Joey

You in your head, huh?

Stuck in your bed

Shouda let me worn red, huh?

That's right

Said what I said, huh?

I done been there, make a **** feel dead, huh?

All night

Tryna self med, huh?

Chasing that high, tryna gather up bread, huh?

Whoo

Said what I said, huh?

I done been there, make a **** feel

Can't think straight when you're big mad

Big mad

We need more weight, where the big bags?

Big bags

We need more cake, where the big bills?

Big bills

Big stepping on lines, no zig zag

Yee

We, we-we-we-we, we up, made it to the game, no prenup

We up, prenup

Got a little energy freed up

Freed up

I done got a head start, ****, keep up

Ah

Get-get-get, get-get-get out your way

Get out your feelings, get out your pain

Get out your pain

Get back to business

Get back to living, get out the cage

Get out the cage

Back on the bullshit

Back on the cool shit, pick up the pace

Pick up the pace

We got to do shit

Brush off the dirt, jump back in the race

Go, go, go, go

I said, "Move, bitch, get out the way"

I'll throw them bows without delay

We ruthless, put a hit out today

Hella **** looking for you, better get out the 'K

It's ludicrous, I'm focused on health

And I'm building wealth, wh-what's your fantasy?

Fools pissed, I choose myself

And I plan to be a light-year ahead of your strategy, strategy

I am the shocker, pfftt, 24th Street South Side G Bloccer

Horace Pinker, I'm out of control

Got off parole and I got a chopper

Du-du-du-du-deuce Four

That's the type of shit we let loose for

Have you bitches begging for a truce, ho

You either move nice or you move slow

I'm back knocking, knock-knock-knocking

Four masked men in a black Datsun

Harassing **** like a black goblin

Glide through your block tryna smack something

Shoot a rapper like bars are lead

They'll be coming like bullets when I pencil 'em

Extraordinary gentleman, full of peak adrenaline

Coroner outlined him in chalk like he stenciled him

I'm standing there sizzling

I'm reigning, you're drizzling

I'm on fire, your flame is fizzling

Felt the momentum swing like a pendulum

Booth is his grave and I frequently visit him

Move, bitch, get out the way

I'll throw them bows without delay

We ruthless, put a hit out today

Hella **** looking for you, better get out the 'K

Get out your way

Get out your feelings, get out your pain

Get out your pain

Get back to business

Get back to livin', get out the cage

Get out the cage

Back on the bullshit

Back on the cool shit, pick up the pace

Pick up the pace

We got to do shit

Brush off the dirt, jump back in the race

Go, go, go

Get out your way

Get out your feelings, get out your pain

Get out your pain

Get back to business

Get back to living, get out the cage

Get out the cage

Back on the bullshit

Back on the cool shit, pick up the pace

Pick up the pace

We got to do shit

Brush off the dirt, jump back in the race

Go, go, go, go