G.O.A.T Lyrics – English Translation (FRIENDZ)
[Intro: Kettle]
This was meant to be an epic speech.
About all we’ve been through, but more about what’s ahead.
And the most important part?
We’ll face it all together. Right?
*A-a-a-a*
[Chorus: Kettle, Everybody, Sharp]
Every single one of us is the G.O.A.T., G.O.A.T.
We play this game ’til our legs give out.
That three-pointer swish when my brother passes.
Every single one of us is the G.O.A.T., G.O.A.T.
A brotherhood for life not just a summer fling.
Fire up the simulator for us.
[Verse 1: Kettle]
My mind’s overflowing, buzzing with these plans.
I don’t even know what I’m stepping into.
I keep your “friends” in quotes; I’d take my real ones to Cuba.
Files, files, files piling up MP4 or JPEG.
You’d be losing your cool I just want to turn it up even more.
[Verse 2: Kinia]
Hey, spectator, check the style, check the ice.
Low-key swag, but it’s all for a price.
To be able is to want, to want is to be able.
I want this life, this grind, every single day.
Me and my family? I wouldn’t trade ’em for a million.
We don’t move reckless we move to make it work.
[Pre-Chorus: Wika]
*O-o*, all day and then all night.
We move to make it work.
*O-o*, all day and then all night, because
[Chorus: Kettle, Everybody, Ostry]
Every single one of us is the G.O.A.T., G.O.A.T.
We play this game ’til our legs give out.
That three-pointer swish when my brother passes.
Every single one of us is the G.O.A.T., G.O.A.T.
A brotherhood for life not just a summer fling.
Turn on the simulator for us.
[Verse 3: Justek]
Came in as the rookie, now I’m making moves today.
Young Leo Messi, I could handle it myself.
High-fives with my bro, I’m dropping verses tenfold.
Every single one of us can handle it and it’s all legit.
[Verse 4: Wika & Wera]
No subpoenas here, and I’m telling you I’m the G.O.A.T.
I speak my truth it’s not about the money, the clothes, the Porsche.
I don’t overthink it, I just try to keep our vibe right.
And with us, it’s simple.
[Verse 5: Sharp]
I thought I’d never rise after hitting the ground.
Luck’s on my side, my number’s always seven.
But the G.O.A.T., the G.O.A.T., took all the evil o.
I thought I couldn’t take it, but without them, it’d be weird.
*A-a-a-a*
[Final Chorus: Kettle, Everyone, Sharp]
Every single one of us is the G.O.A.T., G.O.A.T.
We play this game ’til our legs give out.
That three-pointer swish when the brother passes.
Every single one of us is the G.O.A.T., G.O.A.T.
A brotherhood for life not just for the summer.
Run the simulator for us.
[Outro: Everyone]
Every single one of us is the G.O.A.T., G.O.A.T.
G.O.A.T., G.O.A.T., G.O.A.T., G.O.A.T.
Every single one of us is the G.O.A.T., G.O.A.T.
G.O.A.T., G.O.A.T., G.O.A.T., G.O.A.T.
Every single one of us is
