Relax
I feel like I'm Gunna
They be asking for features
I tell em I really don't wunna
I take a shot at the mic
Rappers was hot but right now
They melting like butter
This is not what you thought
Luba the goat
Dispute it go look at the numbers
You rappers is trippin off clout
Thinking you hard
But really man you falling under
I'm counting my money
Don't know bout a bill
I'm writing a check
And you know it's real
I be on fire
This ice make me chill
Choke on my smoke
This shit really kill
I do it again make sure
It's instilled Claim
That they hate
But they follow me still
Claim claim that they love me
But I know the deal
People is fake and none of y'all real
I told em relax (relax , relax , relax)
Study the facts
I went from rapping for zero
To adding some zeroes
To carrying the game on my back
I went from little man
To the middle man
To the big man to the boss
I told em I'm hungry man
For some racks on a platter
Man so I'm never go stop
I went from low to high
Call it osmosis the way
That I be moving through it
Moving like rigby and mordecai
They say we regular
We don't let them catch on to it
The moves that we makin
Are instant check mates
We not the same bruh
Watch who you snake
She call me daddy
And she say you mates
And im luba the goat
You can't ever replace
I told em re
Relax
Relax
Relax
Relax
Relax
Relax
All these mumbling rappers
Who sing on the beat
Cause they know
That they can't really rap
All of these north side demons
They dropping some music
For clout but they shit really trash
So I don't be tripping for none
Luba the goat you
Know we push it to the max lol
I told em , re
Relax
Relax
Relax
I told em , re
Relax
Relax
Relax
I told em , re
Relax
Relax
Relax
Man this shit is easy
Nothing can please me
Feel like I'm kobe im going for sixty
Cause this shit be easy
Hungry for more cause
The devil can't reach me
Cause this shit is easy
Followed by blessing im followed by jesus
And they cannot believe it
I done come way too
Far to claim a broken heart
But I'm way to hard to put in the past
Contemplating really thinking hard
Lights out I don't give a mxm
Lights out you know it's getting dark
Xhosa man you know I'm number 1
Real shit I'm not playing now
Pistol out , that's 6 feet in the ground
Luba the goat
I'm narcissistic I already know
Them mans was hating
But where did they go
They only tough
When they over the phone
OVER THE OVER THE PHONE
If you talking loud better
Check up your vtone
Them mans was loud
But now they alone
And i got some shooters
Who'll meet u at home
I told em , re
Relax
Relax
Relax
I told em , re
Relax
Relax
Relax
I told em , re
Relax
Relax
Relax