Goals
Yeah
Yeah
We ain't meant to survive
It's all a set up
Keep executing though
I come from the gutter of all gutters where niggas
Hold a slug to ya jugular for income
On the block, they gotta love for the jug nigga
Ain't talkin double ds but niggas be double cupped
Zans wit the molly, bussin like a perk 30
In the crib a lot cause niggas throwing like Brady
And I keep my head higher than my enemies
They overwhelmed, think I might need a bottle tree
For the spirits amongst me, I do believe
God didn't send his Son just to judge us guilty
But this world fucked up, can't we all agree?
George Zimmerman sold the pipe for 250
Keep this shit a 100 like I got two fifties
Gs in my unit, they keep it a buck fifty
Razor blade sharp, ain't talking a buck fifty
Lord goodness, that's that shit I'm tryna see
Keep my head in the clouds
And my back against the wind and my feet on the ground
Can't knock me off the mound
King of one self, making every move count
Bet I get it in a drought
Bet I move up out my mama crib and move her in a house, what
Bet I move her in a house
Bet I own me some land and I build myself a house, what
Time to change words into actions
Into transactions, assets and more shit
Fuck a liability
Rather my money work for me and buy me luxuries
For all the times I didn't have groceries
No food to eat, I was tempted just to cop a key
The fuck I'm kidding, that ain't cut for me
Every time I got knocked down I got on both feet
Head to the clouds, pray to God He never leave
And to make my family rich before the day I leave
Turn riches into wealth
Never play myself and I pray for good health
Cause wealth can't buy it, tryna put my mama on a island
And make enough money, put my sisters through college
Difficult task but watch me manifest it
Watch me build it all from nothing like a game of Tetris
Watch me win it all for my team, game six-ing
And walk out wit a pretty mean bitch like a vixen
What I'm missing? A lil bit of nothing
Cause you ain't missing out on nothing if you working
Wins and losses, bounce back from every loss
Above the law and I'm also under God
Under oath and against all odds
Through it all will this rap shit get me far?
Will it get me far?
Will it get me far?
Will it get me far?
Yeah
We ain't meant to survive
It's all a set up
Keep executing though
I come from the gutter of all gutters where niggas
Hold a slug to ya jugular for income
On the block, they gotta love for the jug nigga
Ain't talkin double ds but niggas be double cupped
Zans wit the molly, bussin like a perk 30
In the crib a lot cause niggas throwing like Brady
And I keep my head higher than my enemies
They overwhelmed, think I might need a bottle tree
For the spirits amongst me, I do believe
God didn't send his Son just to judge us guilty
But this world fucked up, can't we all agree?
George Zimmerman sold the pipe for 250
Keep this shit a 100 like I got two fifties
Gs in my unit, they keep it a buck fifty
Razor blade sharp, ain't talking a buck fifty
Lord goodness, that's that shit I'm tryna see
Keep my head in the clouds
And my back against the wind and my feet on the ground
Can't knock me off the mound
King of one self, making every move count
Bet I get it in a drought
Bet I move up out my mama crib and move her in a house, what
Bet I move her in a house
Bet I own me some land and I build myself a house, what
Time to change words into actions
Into transactions, assets and more shit
Fuck a liability
Rather my money work for me and buy me luxuries
For all the times I didn't have groceries
No food to eat, I was tempted just to cop a key
The fuck I'm kidding, that ain't cut for me
Every time I got knocked down I got on both feet
Head to the clouds, pray to God He never leave
And to make my family rich before the day I leave
Turn riches into wealth
Never play myself and I pray for good health
Cause wealth can't buy it, tryna put my mama on a island
And make enough money, put my sisters through college
Difficult task but watch me manifest it
Watch me build it all from nothing like a game of Tetris
Watch me win it all for my team, game six-ing
And walk out wit a pretty mean bitch like a vixen
What I'm missing? A lil bit of nothing
Cause you ain't missing out on nothing if you working
Wins and losses, bounce back from every loss
Above the law and I'm also under God
Under oath and against all odds
Through it all will this rap shit get me far?
Will it get me far?
Will it get me far?
Will it get me far?
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Writer(s): Leonard Smith
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