GOLGI ft. PLE4D__ Lyrics

(Wake up in the morning, get my mind straight)

(Play the lil' Kid Pix)

(Probably nothing)

(I don't know, nothing else to do around here)

(Fuck it, right?)

(That's Arizona for you, it's all desert)

You ain't got shit on me

Got the stripes on ya boy

You ain't feel this tee, yeah

You ain't got shit on me

Got the stripes on ya man

Cuz you feel mistreated, bruh

You ain't got shit on me

Man, I move to the left

Man, I misstep threes, bruh

You ain't got shit on me, bruh (fuck)

Hey

I got that dark drip

I'm lethargic

I don't start shit

I beg your pardon

Step back now

Hit a Harden

Watch me dance now and

Watch your stars spin

This hard shit

Worthless piece of shit

You ain't got it like that

This that dark shit, dark shit

Bravo six we going dark, shit

You on that fuck shit, fucks sake

Guess we playing games, bitch

You see me, wanna play homie

Brooks, keep that blade on me

Lost all my motivation

But motivate to keep the game going

Unpaused it, fatal frame motions

Yeah, yeah, yeah, keep posing

All them little-little moments

Is the only time you keep the fame rolling

Yeah, it's dog-eat-dog world

And I'm fucking Sioux

Who the fuck is you?

If you're built

They shoot silverbacks in the fucking zoo

I write this shit to make you fools uncomfortable

So don't worry about the fish that's bout to splash on you

That's undiscussable

Quit frontin' boo

You ain't got shit on me (What?)

Got the stripes on ya boy

You ain't feel this tee, yeah

You ain't got shit on me

Got the stripes on ya man

Cuz you feel mistreated, bruh

You ain't got shit on me

Man, I move to the left

Man, I misstep threes, bruh

You ain't got shit on me, bruh

Yeah

You ain't got shit motherfucker, not me

FAFSA and EBT

The government got me

Y'all mad behind screens

Debating validity

I'm chilling watching the Girls Gone Wild DVD, man

They scamming credit cards

I scammed this man out of his breakfast, the check split

Bigger than motherfucking Brexit, quit flexing

You ain't safe from all these weapons

I make investments bigger than Texas, but

You ain't see it

You ain't see it

Tear the fucking game up, no vsync, don't blink

Find you dirty fucking dishes in the sink, choppa sing

Call me young Pentium with no heatsink, yuh

They leg-locked my van up down by Kurt's angle

Worst thing, tho

That your music more generic than my first name, ho

Life's painful

No one's safe, so if don't want it and want a future

You should go and hide your Birkin bag, ho

You ain't got shit on me

Got the stripes on ya boy

You ain't feel this tee, yeah

You ain't got shit on me

Got the stripes on ya man

Cuz you feel mistreated, bruh

You ain't got shit on me

Man, I move to the left

Man, I misstep threes, bruh

You ain't got shit on me, bruh

You ain't got shit on me

Got the stripes on ya boy

You ain't feel this tee, yeah

You ain't got shit on me

Got the stripes on ya man

Cuz you feel mistreated, bruh

You ain't got shit on me

Man, I move to the left

Man, I misstep threes, bruh

You ain't got shit on me, bruh

And how you gonna wanna talk to me

Baby girl, I'll take the payphone

It's the quarter and that shit be fucking paid for

And you say that your love is enormous

Gigantic and it's boring

And sorry you're the bordest

You got me fucked up

Acting like it I'm the free man

They ask me like, who you want to be fucking be man?

Fuck

I'm in college, it's a prison

You so stuck up, paid the pension

Big fat cat fuck up

Meglomanianic millions

Green dollar bills be paying blue bills

See the sunset one more time, pay 14 white rotten pills, aye

And I think it's some sort of story about the fucking exclusion

Melt me into pavement, I call that confusion

When you gotta fucking pay man, payment is the way to do it

But shorty want to get it

I call that nutcase my reflection

Before they got it

I got the clip and I tuck it

And let me show you

How we gon clean up your own face

And let me tell you, so you can kick rocks and suck it

You ain't got shit on me

Got the stripes on ya boy

You ain't feel this tee, yeah

You ain't got shit on me

Got the stripes on ya man

Cuz you feel mistreated, bruh

You ain't got shit on me

Man, I move to the left

Man, I misstep threes, bruh

You ain't got shit on me, bruh

I'm an utter disappointment

And I know it

At a constant loss of focus

And I know it

Get no motive or drive like me

And see the light get darker

When you slide by me

Depreciation isn't shit

When you don't feel it anymore

This room is merely empty

Alone, behind a closed door, man

Huh

I remember sitting dog house roof top

Ponder about my future

Waiting for the sun to rise

Damn, where have you gone?

Uh, where have you gone?

Lack of enjoyment in the past 6 months

Like, what the fuck

What's trust when family rips $700 right off the jump?

I talk to myself and tell me it's just us

The light seems to get dimmer

But I hope we can get up

Hope that we can get up

You ain't got shit back

You ain't got shit back

You ain't got shit back

You ain't got shit back

You ain't got shit back

You ain't got shit back

You ain't got shit back

You ain't got shit back

You ain't got shit on me

Got the stripes on ya boy

You ain't feel this tee, yeah

You ain't got shit on me

Got the stripes on ya man

Cuz you feel mistreated, bruh

You ain't got shit on me

Man, I move to the left

Man, I misstep threes, bruh

You ain't got shit on me, bruh

You ain't got shit on me, bruh

You ain't got shit on me

Man, I move to the left

Misstep threes

You ain't got shit on me, bruh