Goals

Goals (Explicit) - Youngboy Never Broke Again

Lyrics by：Jason Goldberg/Kentrell Gaulden/Parker/Phil Garner/Twan

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I took the top off the motherf**kin' coupe

They closed the door but I still made it through

Flooded my neck look how much I done grew

Overtime for to make sure that I don't lose

Run it up with my partner give a lot to my mama

Doin' bad but I know that it's a lot for me to do

I was tired of doing the same thing

Got serious then I changed lanes

They knowin' that we bust brains

But ain't why I'm inside in chains

Put my focus in the main business

Lookin' for a half a ticket plane

Tryna find somethin' that fit the description of my pain

My name to some people ain't looked over

Go find you somethin' to look over

Since young never been a pushover

Got the bag like a book holder

N***a you gon' make me mad and we gon' spin on 'em

Did the dash inside a Lamb' and then he crash

Ain't get a dent on him

That's my lil' homie

Remember posted at the store I ain't have a cent on me

One uniform went to school everyday the same lint on me

Needed help to stand up straight and then they bent on me

Dirty b***h was catchin' fire and I wouldn't even piss on 'em

I took the top off the motherf**kin' coupe

They closed the door but I still made it through

Flooded my neck look how much I done grew

Overtime for to make sure that I don't lose

Run it up with my partner give a lot to my mama

Doin' bad but I know that it's a lot for me to do

Switched the motto I ain't hit the lotto

But my bag different

Skippin' school with my dog wasn't really tryna bag with me

Fell in love once but mm I said my grandma was different

I'm like "Mm I'm a millionaire I ain't with the kidding"

That's me just thinkin'

Too much money separate the bank

2012 I'd use a shoebox

I don't really like to talk I ain't bein' rude now

Three hundred thousand it be for fashion

And I still'll probably pass it up

I don't give no f**k as long as we got a gat on us

That's a new edition

She don't want me she feel like my heart old

Why you want my heart love

Take it slow I ball on and off court

I took the top off the motherf**kin' coupe

They closed the door but I still made it through

Flooded my neck look how much I done grew

Overtime for to make sure that I don't lose

Run it up with my partner give a lot to my mama

Doin' bad but I know that it's a lot for me to do