Goya

[Intro: Radamiz]

Brasstracks, what’s poppin!

[Verse 1: Radamiz]

Chase happiness, not a dollar

If you happen to get rich along the way, Congratulations Synonyms of Strength

Free everyone that’s still locked up

In their minds, in their pasts and other people’s expectations

Rhyme luxurious, furious, ostentatious

I stepped into the club radiant, with no bracelets

It’s 2020, how you still a racist? We identical

I seen rent kill more rap dreams than the radio

Weave the bright, short-lived moments close like a seamstress

Disregard the other 23 like you ain’t seen stress

Looked at my reflection, see no neglect, see no defect

Looked into my future, I see genius, I see Jesus

I am inside-out fitted cap Jigga and ya’ll Jigglypuffs

The jig is up

NCINC a classic album, no riddle

They compare me to GOAT’s and I still ain’t did enough

If I’m not the best rapper, I’m the best at never giving up

My friend turned $500,000 down on some cool shit

Gentrifiers visiting my street like a school trip

Say you want the album, when it comes out, hope you prove it

Jail time turned my Blood homie to Confucius

You can’t be the man, you don’t spend time with your fam

Fortune teller saw the world within my hands

Back when all I had was some Goya out the can

Back when I had more procrastination than the plan, damn

[Chorus: Radamiz]

Damn, damn

I ain’t needin’ any more friends, aye

I been out reppin’ my ends, yo

Real shit, never pretend, no

Damn, damn

Life short, gotta get paid, aye

East coast repper all day, aye

Touch down, come my way-ay-ay, damn

[Verse 2: KOTA The Friend]

I pull up in my hood like I never left

Steppin’ on Myrtle with a broad view and better sense

Feel like I am one with the elements

Swear I do it all

For the benefit of y'all, and my family involved

And my son, when I tell you he a star, he a star

Extra large, you can see him from afar, yeah

Dubbin’ phone calls just for us time

I can disappoint the whole world

But if little Kota proud of me, I promise I’ll be just fine

We be eatin’ penne alla vodka just for lunchtime

Never see me bitter over sleepy niggas

Fame best in moderation

I don’t need your recognition, I control the conversation

I embody Nipsey Hussle, ya’ll don’t really got the patience

I am hella sensitive of my creation

Money isn’t everything

Focused on the better things

She don’t really love you if she dub you cause you told her that you can’t afford a wedding ring

Everywhere I show love

Young Kota grown up

If I told my son that I’ma show up, I’ma show up

And sho nuff, I be at the door ‘round 3

Twist the keys and we mackin’ till the baby boy sleep, that’s me

[Chorus 2: Radamiz]

Damn, damn

I ain’t needin’ any more friends, aye

I been out reppin’ my ends, yo

Real shit, never pretend, no

Damn, damn

Life short, gotta get paid, aye

East coast repper all day, aye

Touch down, come my way-ay-ay, damn

Damn

I ain’t needin’ any more friends, aye

I been out reppin’ my ends, yo

Real shit, never pretend

Damn

Damn, those my brothers, not friends, no

I ain’t never follow no trend, no

I ain’t never follow no trend, no

Damn

[Outro: Radamiz]

I feel like Usher Raymond