Goals lyrics

[Chorus]
If I ever touched a hundred million dollars in my life, oh, Lord knows (Lord knows, Lord knows)
That's my motherf*ckin' goals (My goals, my goals)
That's my motherf*ckin' 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 motherf*ckin' goals (My goals, my goals)
That's my motherf*ckin' goals (My goals, my goals)
I need a b*tch that f*ck 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 motherf*ckin' 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 motherf*ckin' goal (My goal, my goal)
And my motherf*ckin' goal (My goal, my goal)

[Verse 1]
We on with the roof fame
Big money on the wrist game
Little n*gga 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 n*gga tryin to maintain
And I had no pot to p*ss 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 motherf*ckin' goal
Tell 'em free my motherf*ckin' 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
[Chorus]
If I ever touched a hundred million dollars in my life, oh, Lord knows (Lord knows, Lord knows)
That's my motherf*ckin' goals (My goals, my goals)
That's my motherf*ckin' 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 motherf*ckin' goals (My goals, my goals)
That's my motherf*ckin' goals (My goals, my goals)
I need a b*tch that f*ck 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 motherf*ckin' 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 motherf*ckin' goal (My goal, my goal)
And my motherf*ckin' goal (My goal, my goal)

[Verse 2]
And I want that mansion in the hills, big faces on the bills
I touch the money, I seen a million, I can tell you how it feel
Put both of my children on the will
I'll never be nothin' less, I'm trill
Lord knows it's complicated, got confrontation, with the baby momma still
But I got that love for you, baby, all them times you tried to play me
Perfect time, mindin' my mind, ridden and I found a better lady
I'm so blessed I need a halo, f*ck you, if you hatin' on me
I just want to put all my n*ggas in the position for the bank roll
On my list of many goals, I'm so gifted with the flow
Drink champagne out the bottle, that's my one and only motto
No I grind, and I pray, do it all again tomorrow
For my son and my little daughter and my momma heavenly father
[Chorus]
If I ever touched a hundred million dollars in my life, oh, Lord knows (Lord knows, Lord knows)
That's my motherf*ckin' goals (My goals, my goals)
That's my motherf*ckin' 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 motherf*ckin' goals (My goals, my goals)
That's my motherf*ckin' goals (My goals, my goals)
I need a b*tch that f*ck 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 motherf*ckin' 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 motherf*ckin' goal (My goal, my goal)
And my motherf*ckin' goal (My goal, my goal)

[Verse 3]
I'm all on Instagram flexin'
Chocolate Sunday is her obsession
I got habits of countin' blessings
I'm a student to every lesson
Only others the way to go
Never talk to much on them phones
Never forget bout where you come from
Broward County you been puttin' on
That's been my motherf*ckin' goal
Now a young n*gga puttin' on
And this my motherf*ckin' song
And this my motherf*ckin' song
[Outro]
I'm all on Instagram flexin'
Chocolate Sunday is her obsession
I got habits of countin' blessings
I'm a student to every lesson
Only others the way to go
Never talk to much on them phones
Never forget bout where you come from
Broward County you been puttin' on
I'm all on Instagram flexin'