[Chorus]
If I ever touched a hundred million dollars in my life, oh, Lord knows (Lord knows, Lord knows)
That's my motherfuckin' goals (My goals, my goals)
That's my motherfuckin' goals (My goals, my goals)
All I ever really wanted was to take care of the family and my woes (My people, my folks)
And my motherfuckin' goals (My goals, my goals)
That's my motherfuckin' goals (My goals, my goals)
I need a bitch that fuck with me and roll the weed and suck the D when I get home (Hell yeah)
No complainin' 'bout other hoes (Don't talk about it)
That's my motherfuckin' goals (My goals, my goals)
And I'd rather never sell another album, I would never have to sell my soul (Never that)
And my motherfuckin' goal (My goal, my goal)
And my motherfuckin' goal (My goal, my goal)
[Verse 1]
We on with the roof fame
Big money on the wrist game
Little nigga with a big dream
I remember them days in the hoop day
I'm in that new thang with a few chains
And I swish champagne for duke's sake
4, 5, later kickin' like Liu Kang
Small city, young nigga tryin to maintain
And I had no pot to piss in
My daddy missin', guess God was listenin'
I remember them days of wishin', nobody listen
Had to show 'em once again, how I get my checks with two commas
Did everything that I promised
Want better health for my momma
And lean your tea from you hina
And that's my motherfuckin' goal
Tell 'em free my motherfuckin' woes
Every king need a queen to touch his soul
Baby keep on ballin' on them hoes
And I still got so far to go, and I still got so much to do
One thing I won't do is lose
I know, they know, we know
If I ever touched a hundred million dollars in my life, oh, Lord knows (Lord knows, Lord knows)
That's my motherfuckin' goals (My goals, my goals)
That's my motherfuckin' goals (My goals, my goals)
All I ever really wanted was to take care of the family and my woes (My people, my folks)
And my motherfuckin' goals (My goals, my goals)
That's my motherfuckin' goals (My goals, my goals)
I need a bitch that fuck with me and roll the weed and suck the D when I get home (Hell yeah)
No complainin' 'bout other hoes (Don't talk about it)
That's my motherfuckin' goals (My goals, my goals)
And I'd rather never sell another album, I would never have to sell my soul (Never that)
And my motherfuckin' goal (My goal, my goal)
And my motherfuckin' goal (My goal, my goal)
[Verse 1]
We on with the roof fame
Big money on the wrist game
Little nigga with a big dream
I remember them days in the hoop day
I'm in that new thang with a few chains
And I swish champagne for duke's sake
4, 5, later kickin' like Liu Kang
Small city, young nigga tryin to maintain
And I had no pot to piss in
My daddy missin', guess God was listenin'
I remember them days of wishin', nobody listen
Had to show 'em once again, how I get my checks with two commas
Did everything that I promised
Want better health for my momma
And lean your tea from you hina
And that's my motherfuckin' goal
Tell 'em free my motherfuckin' woes
Every king need a queen to touch his soul
Baby keep on ballin' on them hoes
And I still got so far to go, and I still got so much to do
One thing I won't do is lose
I know, they know, we know
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