Goon by Json, Thi'sl, Ad3

Goon
by Json, Thi'sl, Ad3

Verse 1
Streets they shaped me raised me made me all about the fetty though
Toast I kept it close u never know when I'm a let it go
Look me in my eyes got the Cush to the fire
Wratched on my side down to push I'm a rida
This is all I know
Do whatever for the cake
Keep the fitty pulled low
You can tell a felon by his face
Hay my dream is moving weight thinking money over anything
Dickies and some dopemans before they rocked them skinny jeans
Henny in my cup/ thinking what
Living life fam as fast as a race
A sixteen my homie Gaylon lost half of his face
Boyd had your boy gone
Ill from whiping big
Had to support the habit
Now I'm a stick up kid
Wasn't young & unashamed
I'd rather die in the game
A little fortune & fame
The streets remember my name
All I'm saying is I been in your shoes
Or in your tomb
And i'm yelling at dudes
Homie you are not a goon

Chorus

You are not a Goon
That's not why He created u
He made u for glory
In His image & His likeness
Lil homie I was you
Grinding for the change & fame that made me
Post with that thang that bang to save me
Till Christ came & man He changed me.
Lil homie u are not a Goon

Verse 2

I hit the block at sixteen in a cut supreme
My only dreams to put a brick up on a triple beam
So I hit the hood hard trying to get that cream
My mindsets to get more paper then I've ever seen
I told the homie fast we bout to make it boom
The hood made me crazy. Full blooded goon
My backs against the wall I didn't know what to do
Thought I was really winning but I was bout to loose
Learned I was made for worship that I was made with purpose
Thought I was living but I hadn't even scratch the surface
Learned I was made in his image thats what It do
That's why I'm hear talking to u Lil homie u are not a goon

Chorus

Verse 3

God made u in His image
Not here to follow men
OGs they may have raised u
God made u to model Him
Your heart beats for the streets
Homie I feel your grind
Gods heart beats for the street
His son lived & died
Would rise to give u peace
So why ride with the streets
Live your life as a goon die & face God who's a beast
We rep God over beats I hope the hood get it soon
He knew u from the womb to the tomb
U were not made to be a goon

Chorus