Goon
Json Lyrics

Streets they shaped me, raised me, made me all about the fetty dough
Growing up in the streets has influenced my identity and priorities. Money is everything.

Toast I kept it close you never know when I'ma let it go
I carry a weapon with me for protection and am willing to use it at any moment.

Look me in my eyes got the kush to the fire
I am high on marijuana and confident in my tough persona.

Ratchet on my side down to push, I'm a rider
I am always armed and ready to defend myself or take on any challenge.

This is all I know, do whatever for the cake
My only sense of purpose comes from making money, no matter the means.

Keep the fitty pulled low, you'll tell a felon by his face
I try to conceal my identity to avoid getting caught for any illegal activities.

My dream was movin' weight, thinkin' money over anything
My ambition was to become a drug dealer and prioritize wealth above all else.

Dickies and some Dopemans before they rocked them skinny jeans
I have been in the streets for a long time and remember the fashion trends of the past.

Henny in my cup, thinking what, livin' life man as fast as a race
I am often intoxicated and seek out a thrill by living recklessly and impulsively.

At sixteen my homie Gaylon lost half of his face, Boyd had your boy gone, ill from whippin' big
I have experienced violence and tragedy in the streets, including losing friends to drug addiction and crime.

Had to support the habit, now I'm a stick up kid
I have turned to robbery to sustain my drug addiction.

Wasn't young and unashamed, I'd rather die in the game
I am not afraid to risk my life and freedom for the lifestyle of the streets.

A little fortune and fame, the streets remember my name, hey
I seek recognition and respect from the streets, even if it means becoming notorious for my criminal activity.

All that I'm sayin' I done been in ya shoes
I understand the struggles of those living in the streets and can relate to their experiences.

And in ya tomb now i'm yellin' at dudes, 'homey, you are not a goon'
As someone who has been through the hardships of the streets, I want to warn others against following the same dangerous path and remind them of their true purpose and identity in God.

God made you in his image, not here to model men
Our true purpose is to emulate the characteristics of God and not those of others.

OGs they may have raised you, but he made you to model him
Although our environment may shape us, ultimately our true calling is to imitate God and not simply follow the examples of those around us.

Your heart beats for the streets, homie I feel your grind
I understand the pull that the streets can have on someone and the desire for success and recognition in that environment.

God's heart beats for the street, his son lived and died
Despite the darkness and sin of the streets, God cares deeply for those in that environment and even sacrificed his son for them.

Rise to give you peace, so why ride with the streets?
God offers us true peace and purpose, so why continue to follow a dangerous and unfulfilling path?

Live your life as a goon, die and face God who's a beast
Continuing to live a dangerous and sinful lifestyle will only lead to judgement and punishment from God.

We rep God over beats, hope the hood get it soon
As artists, we aim to spread God's message through our music and hope that it resonates with those in the streets.

He knew you from the womb to the tomb. You weren't made to be a goon!
God created each of us with a specific purpose and identity. We were not meant to live as criminals, but rather to fulfill our unique calling in life.