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lirik lagu goin’ in – matty means

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chorus:

we throwin’ parties at my house we goin’ in
any substance that ya need i know a friend
i ride the track so clean, a human benz
my greatest weapon is a microphone and pen

verse 1:

say your high as h-ll then i pack again
look around and you feel like a camera lens
ride wit me and then your high will never end
lost some dabs so in my wallet there’s a dent
but then i pa-pa-push it out again
dispensary ka-ka-kush and don’t pretend
your gr-ss is -ss i heard that you still tryna vend
sh-tty mids done put your business to an end
rules of life i don’t follow i like to bend
f-ckin’ asian so i gotta find my zen
hatin’ lames makes me put a natural fence
blow up, then switch up to the offense

chorus:

we throwin’ parties at my house we goin’ in
any substance that ya need i know a friend
i ride the track so clean, a human benz
my greatest weapon is a microphone and pen

[walkowski]
verse 2:

life never felt so real
still remember how you feel
i would be rich if i had a nickel
for every minute that you steal
throw em all down a well
make a wish as they fell
even if it i came true i don’t think i could tell
cause i did it all by myself
never said i couldn’t use help
but i said i would and i did it
found them shoes that i fit in
i’ll say it again i ain’t trippin
imma get that paper by the mil in
good luck finding a fill in
you can’t replace what i’m bringin
you can’t live the life that i’m living
you can’t write the words that i’m spitting
i get lost in a haze tryna find what to say
but it always comes out in spectacular ways
selling out tickets for flipping a phrase
still can’t believe this could get me real pay
don’t get it twisted i do it for praise
spent years of my life working minimum wage
while i cleaned up my act now my part being played
i’ve finally accepted the world is a stage
the question becomes where we goin from here
ain’t taking suggestions i’m out growing fear
i’m gripping the wheel and beginning to steer
my gl-sses are off but my vision still clear
i’m dropping the clutch as i throw it in gear
the b-ss in the speakers is all you can hear
if i only wrote one it’d be verse of the year
i’m winning the race and the finish is near

verse 3:

smokin’ on the pack and it’s the same one that i trap
i’m the realist with the deals and i only f-ck with gas
if smokin’ on that trash then please don’t ever p-ss
i reel in this cash i live better than that
preroll and preoll roll up to your place
don’t ask for hit if you don’t know the name
yeah, if you don’t know the name

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