TG Lyrics

Who wanna, who wanna go?

We gon' bust a move

I'ma hit 'em with my flow

Headed from my itty bitty room to a show

All the way I'm shouting that TG is my bro

(Alright)

Who wanna, who wanna go?

When I come outside, they be telling me I glow

Asking how I do it

You should know the lord more

You asking how I do it

You should know the lord more

(Okay)

I'm feeling frenzied

Knew a guy, McKenzie

Wanna fight me, now he can't see

Hanging with my manager and bro

One of the realest that I know

I ain't even tryna cap, he's my Messi

(He's the G.O.A.T)

(Oh oh)

You wanna put me on a song (oh no)

I'm gonna show them what I do (fo sho)

I got a kinda flow they calling (Coco)

I'm gonna show 'em

Woke up in Vegas

Me and Great on a jet wearing cargo joggers

Laughing at the people that were thinking we are suckers

I never wanna hang so they be calling me a ducker

(Who cares?)

I be screaming that TG is my brother

I ain't even gotta stress, not me or my mother

The family's settled and we helping our brothers

They asking "who did it?" We just scream the father(the father!)

The father changed the matter, we didn't get this on a platter

We was hungry for success and didn't wanna use the pattern of the world

Hide our problems and we tell the people nada

Use the word as our pedestal

Faith is our metal stool

Rid our stomach of sin and evil like when you gotta stool

His method is infallible

You really can't be vulnerable

Without him, all the money you gaining cannot be honourable(at all)

Tunnel vision got you leaving God, it's laughable

Who wanna, who wanna go?

We gon' bust a move

I'ma hit 'em with my flow

Headed from my itty bitty room to a show

All the way I'm shouting that TG is my bro

(Alright)

Who wanna, who wanna go?

When I come outside, they be telling me I glow

Asking how I do it

You should know the lord more

You asking how I do it

You should know the lord more

(Okay)

Who wanna, who wanna go?

I look inside my phone and I'm seeing all my foes

Doing a lot better, so it's got me pretty low

Ain't no one ever been there but my mom and my bros

And overall the lord, he's the reason I ain't croaked

(I ain't croaked)

He's the reason I ain't croaked

I walk into the house be like "Mom, what you cook?"

It always got me smiling when there's rice and there's Coke

I'm talking bout the drink, I ain't talking about coke

My people spending money, I'm at home and I'm broke

Don't wanna be this way, lord I hope this a joke

I'm tryna be your son, I don't wanna be a rogue

Show me to an age (woo woo) where I'm laughing at before

I'm tryna make a name, I don't wanna be a joke

I'm walking in your path but it's seems like there's holes

I'm tryna be your son, I don't wanna be a rogue

I don't wanna be a rogue

I don't wanna be a rogue

I don't wanna be a rogue

I don't wanna be a rogue