Goals Lyrics – NBA YoungBoy

[Intro: YoungBoy]
6element!

[Chorus: YoungBoy]
I took the top off the motherf**king 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
Doing bad, but I know that it's a lot for me to do

[Verse 1: YoungBoy]
I was tired of doing the same thing
Got serious, then I changed lanes
They knowing that we bust brains
But ain't why I sat in chains
Put my focus in the main business
Looking for a half a ticket painting
Tryna find something that fit the description of my pain
My name to some people ain't looked over
Go find you something to look over
Since young, never been a pushover
Got the bag like a book holder
N!gga, you gone make me mad and we gone spin on 'em
Did the dash inside a Lamb' and then he crash
Ain't got 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!tch can catch on fire and I wouldn't even p!ss on 'em

[Chorus: YoungBoy]
I took the top off the motherf**king 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
Doing bad, but I know that it's a lot for me to do

[Verse 2: YoungBoy]
Switched the motto, I ain't hit the lotto
But my bag different
Skipping school with my dawg
Wasn't really tryna bag with me
Fell in love once, but mm
I say my grandma was different
I'm like, "Mm, I'm a millionaire
I ain't with the kidding"
That's me just thinking
Too much money, separate the bank
2012, I'll use a shoebox
I don't really like to talk, I ain't being rude now
Three hundred thousand'll 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

[Chorus: YoungBoy]
I took the top off the motherf**king 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
Doing bad, but I know that it's a lot for me to do