Jay Vilpin - #Goals lyrics

(Hook) They Reaching for the riches while I go to reach these goals (Reach the goals, bouta reach the goals) They reaching for the riches while I go to reach these goals The money Might be slow but im bout to reach the goal! They Reaching for the riches while I go to reach these goals (Reach the goals, bouta reach the goals) They reaching for the riches while I go to reach these goals The money Might be slow but im bout to reach the-- (Verse 1) The money might be slow But all the Patience bouta pick it up n***as used to get kicked out of Bully Now on Sundays we just Liv it up You can't come if you ain't Been with us Hater n***as bout to call it luck, but we been in the field, no cleats but we balling on the real, life goals Had to take control of my life and Destiney If you not helping then you Not a friend of me and if she cheated then she wasn't meant for me Oh God, I never thought that I would see this Sorry if I come off conceited I Just added a baddie to my collection And we just pulled up to the REGIS All I had to do is not Stop it I literally used Logic Haters out the picture I Cropped it n***a I know My worth you can't auction I Was that n***a that the hoes played but ain't hear me tho Till i made 2 stacks up off a single with no videos I made the goals Sticked to plan It ain't the end, I just had to thank the fans Some can get to bands after pushing grams But it takes intelligence to make yourself the mans (Hook) (Verse 2) I Feel like I'm about to hit the next phase Plan B is just to go plan Plan A I didn't fail if I could live another day That's another day to find another way Another lesson I just got for free Learning something new ain't nothing cheap Make due diligence to Earn your keep I'm not saying I'm the greatest out but theres couple things that you can learn from me Young n***a, young n***a I know a couple young k**az Thinking n***as ride with ya Until them cracker got to you split up Then they hit you with the books We used to go party and Jook Now I just pray they don't cook I didn't know where I would want to go I talked to God he told me set a Goal Sitting Chiefing like a Seminole while I plan a mission to put on my bros Having business meetings at the crib I gotta tell my Shawty to Put on her clothes All my n***a get it how we live so we gone grind untill we get the f**ing most I made the goals Sticked to plan It ain't the end, I just had to thank the fans Some can get to bands after pushing grams But it takes intelligence to make yourself the mans (Hook)