Goals
First things first
I'm on a divine mission
I've walked the steps that left me holy
Now, I don't even respond to threats
They say ya moms the closest thing you get to god, in flesh
But jesus christ, it's like my father only got me here to be board (Bored) to death
I can't feel em at all
I'm so sick of sitting with frouds.
My feelings is lost like the ceilings in whips that we sit in
When spilling these thoughts to sheets, to talk to beats
The awkward thing, is when I quit talkin to yall, they responded to me
They think I kill the track when they listening to my thoughts
That's just a conscience stream
Aight, we back in
Don
Pardon the blood on my soul but I'm still stepping
Cause they want pay back but never talk what the owe
I said they'd see me get paper before I fold, now I'm a staple in it
Sick to they stomach the day that I hit staple centers
I came to win it all
I write like im eternally starved and yall was made for dinner
Before I lose me to the media, I'll date a Jenner and drive to New York
With a custom full metal jacket that was made for Winters
Tell me who can tie till (Title) I prove they aint contenders.
I changed the way did it off the fact that I ain't really been challenged in years
Internally conflicted while I sat with the peers
At war with myself, still having to battle with tears (Tiers)
I'm never stressin a deal. The hunger different
I remember finessing a mill (Meal)
Now, I'm in the divers seat. My palm rest on the wheel (Will)
Gets under they skin cause whenever I see an ex, Ima (Eczema) peel
That's part of the conditions
I used to rhyme a lot of big words, being pretentious
Pointed out when seeing pretenders
Pouring my all in these bars, they aint even mentioning
Now, just givin' me and every song gets a verse of the year contender
That's amazing, to me
Everytime I check malls, for networks
All they ever ask is respect, dog, and its less work
The pressure they don't understand vex dog
And rather than exit, y'all get to check it where I left off
I love my wiz cause she real: Goals
Only I deside how I feel: Goals
I can stand on the strength of my name: Goals
Just comparing where I'm at from where I came
Goals
I'm on a divine mission
I've walked the steps that left me holy
Now, I don't even respond to threats
They say ya moms the closest thing you get to god, in flesh
But jesus christ, it's like my father only got me here to be board (Bored) to death
I can't feel em at all
I'm so sick of sitting with frouds.
My feelings is lost like the ceilings in whips that we sit in
When spilling these thoughts to sheets, to talk to beats
The awkward thing, is when I quit talkin to yall, they responded to me
They think I kill the track when they listening to my thoughts
That's just a conscience stream
Aight, we back in
Don
Pardon the blood on my soul but I'm still stepping
Cause they want pay back but never talk what the owe
I said they'd see me get paper before I fold, now I'm a staple in it
Sick to they stomach the day that I hit staple centers
I came to win it all
I write like im eternally starved and yall was made for dinner
Before I lose me to the media, I'll date a Jenner and drive to New York
With a custom full metal jacket that was made for Winters
Tell me who can tie till (Title) I prove they aint contenders.
I changed the way did it off the fact that I ain't really been challenged in years
Internally conflicted while I sat with the peers
At war with myself, still having to battle with tears (Tiers)
I'm never stressin a deal. The hunger different
I remember finessing a mill (Meal)
Now, I'm in the divers seat. My palm rest on the wheel (Will)
Gets under they skin cause whenever I see an ex, Ima (Eczema) peel
That's part of the conditions
I used to rhyme a lot of big words, being pretentious
Pointed out when seeing pretenders
Pouring my all in these bars, they aint even mentioning
Now, just givin' me and every song gets a verse of the year contender
That's amazing, to me
Everytime I check malls, for networks
All they ever ask is respect, dog, and its less work
The pressure they don't understand vex dog
And rather than exit, y'all get to check it where I left off
I love my wiz cause she real: Goals
Only I deside how I feel: Goals
I can stand on the strength of my name: Goals
Just comparing where I'm at from where I came
Goals
Credits
Writer(s): Devontay Bradshaw
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