Mustafa - Goya Lyrics

Get off yo ass lil nigga yeah get up and go head and get you a bag
If you in class, save for the Bach, gone get you a Masters
Please get a plan young man, don't sit on your hands and dont hold no slack
Get off yo ass lil nigga yeah get up and go head and get you a bag
Aye aye aye, it's a quarter to eight, I look down at the Nixon
I know one day I'm gonna look down It's gone be a Clinton
I'm talking a rolly fasholly you know what I'm holding, it is presidential
I made some mistakes in my past but I'm trumping the hate and I feel like I'm winning
Niggas will judge you, meanwhile they doing the same shit you doing
Old heads gone judge you too, knowing they once did what you did
Dont take no shit, hold up ya head move forward, stay with the bid
Find you a bitch that's calm, but quick with the wit and go have some kids
Look I wish somebody woulda told me something
Let a nigga walking round like a f*cking dummy
They said nigga we don't owe you nothing
Get it out the mud like we f*cking got it
Get off yo ass lil nigga yeah get up and go head and get you a bag
If you in class, save for the Bach, gone get you a Masters
Please get a plan young man don't sit on your hands and dont hold no slack
Get off yo ass lil nigga yeah get up and go head and get you a bag
If you can't get over the past don't let it bury you, get you some therapy
What do you do when you sick, you got to the doctor and get you some medicine
Don't let nobody convince you that doing what's right ain't living yo best life
These niggas in bondage and don't even know it they think they just living they best life
200 hundred for them retros
300 for the Yeezy's
400 for that Gucci belt
800 for that outfit
Some shit that you can't fit in
Just so you can fit in?
Look, I wish somebody woulda told me something
Had a nigga walking round like a f*cking dummy
They said nigga we don't owe you nothing
Get it out the mud like we f*cking got it
Get off yo ass lil nigga yeah get up and go head and get you a bag
If you in class, save for the Bach, gone get you a Masters
Please get a plan young man, don't sit on your hands and dont hold no slack
Get off yo ass lil nigga yeah get up and go head and get you a bag
I said
Get off yo ass lil nigga yeah get up and go head and get you a bag
If you in class, save for the Bach, gone get you a Masters
Please get a plan young man, don't sit on your hands and dont hold no slack
Get off yo ass lil nigga yeah get up and go head and get you a bag
Oo, they left me all alone
Like a real life game of thrones yeah
I was Broken into so many pieces
My heart felt just like an auto zone
200 hundred for the retros
300 for the Yeezy's
500 for the Gucci belt
800 for the outfit
Some shit that you can't fit in
Just so So you can fit in?
Get off yo ass lil nigga yeah get up and go head and get you a bag
If you in class, save for the Bach, gone get you a Masters
Please get a plan young man, don't sit on your hands and dont hold no slack
Get off yo ass lil nigga yeah get up and go head and get you a bag