Global Rations - Inner West Goofies (feat. Threatnique) Lyrics

Been having problem in my city yea
Wanna keep it, it gotta be real
Back on my lonesome ain't leaving the spot a lot
These goofy be playing like real
Not me hurricane waiting for a pin to drop
Send me the Lo
I'm ready to go
All of these folk wit they cameras out
And never ready for that action
You don't know who could be bout pressure
Back on my lonesome ain't leaving the spot a lot
Just cut a homie off
Fa sendin' some pack to they patna house (yeaaa)
Ain't even know it
These goofy be playin' like reel
Back on my lonesome ain't leaving the spot a lot
Heavy up under a rock
Don't know physics, certain shit just don't fly
Standing on business passed down from descendants of slaves
Meaning my grandma was raped
Properly property long way from that
Die before anyone chat me like that
Been cut a shorty off
Just cut some homies off
Slid up out some crews
Racist buddy pulled the axe
Like I'm posed to give a f*ck we use to them hammers
Aromas of strange fruit
Don't let me air out ya kitchen
We been here it ain't nothin' new
We been here it ain't nothin' new
( Yup)
We been here it ain't nothin' new
( Yup, Yup, Yup)
Shit my nigga we been here it ain't nothin' new
Culture grabbin' life snatchin
Water taken straight from Michigan
Yeah now you bottle it up ( mmmm)
Now we cookin' wit pressure
Yeah yeah we talkin' bout pressure
Looking side eyed at these terrace
This is my home mu' f*ckah
Sorry my folk ain't run up on yours
Sacai, TNs, and tailored suits
Sacai, TNs, and tailored suits
And no you can't touch on my hair
Sorry bout that
( Sorry bout that)