Only Goal Get Gold

[Verse 1]

I said
Bitches ain't shit, only goal get gold
Niggas gon' hate, its the way shit goes
Play it, then pause the coldest of flows
Know that the track is dope
Mansion camping, and I smoke
Bitches they feel me, niggas know
Smoke that loud, pass it around
Cheif it, beat it up now
Pow pow, bitch
None of these niggas know how I is
Ridin' round in that atmosphere
That no nigga should not be near
Unless one is up, in the clouds
With some ganja in rotation, cheifin loud
Witcho main, and bitches hatin
But shit don't make me frustrasted
Mind right and my money up
Out the window I'm blowin indo
Flights to Brooklyn, and continental breakfast when I wake up
Get this money, do a show, fuck bad hoes
Thats whatsup, then we back to the A
Bitch, you better not try a nigga while I'm high
Where I stay, in the whip, with a zip
Shall I stop, shall I flip it
Idealistic situation
If she love me then she'd leave me out the situation
Why this life so complicated, help me lord I wanna be famous

[Verse 2]
Bitches ain't shit
Cash rules everything around me and it
Smells like money everywhere I go
Cause I be steady thinking bout drowning in it
Out and about serving pounds and them bricks
I'mma leave that to yall
I'm just tryna stack chips off performing and shit
All this music better get me paid
Cause I be steady thinking bout touring and shit
Said uhhhh, Can you hear that
Staying up making beats till the morning and shit
Till it pays off, I ain't taking days off
Cause I really love it, I be like enjoying this shit
Some of these bitches be annoying as shit
Hitting my phone, I'm ignoring that shit
In the studio recording an shit (x2)