Goin Far Lyrics

Ayy, uh,

had to let go of da pencil, now I'm pickin' up the chops

Never thought that my brother would switch up, how am I the opp

In the cut, on the E-Way, switchin' lanes, gon' hit you up

Why the fuck these niggas tryna be me

Bitch, go live yourself

Hunnid bells, Long enough to fit around Lil' Santa's belt

If you don't want problems, hit me up about some business wealth

I swear I get crazy when my peoples go to worry bout

Me when I go out, but I'll be good, I got my thirties out

Thirties out, my bad, I meant fifty, bitch, they fifty cals

Cook the beef like Freddy's, bitch, you lookin' like a double cal

This shit nothin' new now, I got bags and I got bands

Remember when I was broke, I couldn't afford a couple pans

Just the ramen noodles that I cook in fuckin' cans

Now Its steady up on where I'm goin', that's my plan

Had to let go of da pencil, now I'm pickin' up the chops

Never thought that my brother would switch up, how am I the opp?

In the cut, on the E-Way, switchin' lanes, gon' hit you up

Why the fuck these niggas tryna be me

Bitch, go live yourself

Had to let go of da pencil, now I'm pickin' up the chops

Never thought that my brother would switch up, how am I the opp?

In the cut, on the E-Way, switchin' lanes, gon' hit you up

Why the fuck these niggas tryna be me

Bitch, go live yourself

Hit it up, goin' to the plug, bitch I got my car

If you nigga's don't know what it was, then I can't take you far

I feel like I'm Tony Montana, the way I got a big-ass scar

5.56, shoot right through the head, it gon' leave a big-ass mark

Hit it up, goin' to the plug, bitch I got my car

If you nigga's don't know what it was, then I can't take you far

I feel like I'm Tony Montana, the way I got a big-ass scar

5.56, shoot right through the head, it gon' leave a big-ass mark