CHORUS (2X)

My goals sound too ambitious
Here we go
Doing do the most, never wishing
ill will on a lame throwing shade
Mind ya Bideness
It be none of ya damn concern,
how we winning,
where my triplet?

VERSE 1:

Many goals, many demons
Yeah yeah yeah
Lotta people who be in they feelings
Yeah yeah yeah
Unaware that they be always feining for the
Ye ye ye
Hard to keep up with em
you might think they married
Ye ye ye
Where the addy?
Drop the pin,
Why you dodging
AyYY
I could be dramatic
going in like I be moshing
Ayeee
Shout out to my plug,
He a real one,
Fine grells, gangstas in the club
check it out: wooo
Ay bay bay
I could get you juiced off of a snippet
Lemme know
I could make ya lose it, that just how a
winner moves
People say they want it, but there’s nothing they could do
They just lovin the idea, of couple likes and views
All that love? All that praise right?
You could love the clout but are you really making plays
Might
Expose ya, shout out to ya posers
This music sht my life, while you chillin’ for the moment
WOOO! WHERE MY FLOWERS
LEMME CUDDLE WIT IT
WHILE I TAKE MY POWER NAP
BITCHHH WHERE YA SHOWER CAP
I’LL MAKE IT RAIN ON YA,
SCATTERED SHOWERS
KILLER ZODIAC,
I GOT THAT AIM FOR YA
RED DOT
STARS SAYING JED
YOU SHOULD RISE WITH IT US
BET, GOT A
DATABASE OF SONGS
IT AINT EVEN MASTERED YET
THIS A DEMO PRIMU
TELL ME HOW THIS SHT READY TO GO
FROM THE FIRST DRAFT
TURNING UP THE THIRST TRAPS
WHOLE PACIFIC BUMPIN
NOTHIN NEW THIS JUST A DIFFERENT
POINT OF VIEW
CUE
THE REAL ISLAND BOY,
I GUESS IT TIME FOR HIS DEBUT
NO MORE SHACKLES, I GOT MAD POTENTIAL
I’VE BEEN PAYING DUES
HARD TO HANDLE, WHEN MY MENTAL STATE IS FOCUSED ON THAT NEW SHT

CHORUS (2X)

Misunderstood uh
Tryna get the gouda
Racking up the mulah
This another day In the life
I set the mood up
Lovin?, I get bula
Think I need loosen loosen up
I made to move up

VERSE 2:

Land locked I’ve been landlocked
Since I came out the womb
My drive tombstone pile driving
Necks of ya crew
The sum squad go hard,
Nose dive in the loot,
Stu, the hyperbolic time chamber
rockin booth, im rocking the boat
Was fresh out the bitch too
Lotta people want the money, fame
Wish-ful
Thinking get a lazy mutha fugga
stagnant
My lowest lows showed to
never take the for granted,
And granted…..
I made mistakes,
Made peace, with the fake sht
Peace with the snakes, takin lead
I embrace them, leaving them
Innate, the state of shutting up
To process the message of a living goat
I aint got no limit no, limitations,
showed me imitation bring original
Thoughts to the surface,
Floating, now we swimming
no rest for everyday purpose