Brandon Mosc - Goals on Paper Lyrics

I'm talking one two three four five
Bags for the keeps go live
And I'll tell you everything I just won't tell you no lies I got my goals on paper go for paper Make it till you meet your maker
Bitches naked know they shaking ass so they could cop a bag
Niggas on the corner all night to make they pockets fat
Students working OT like they Kobe still wake up for class
Can't forget the time spent loading clips for that lil bitch to blast
Future on you and I ain't talking Hendrix you aspire the glory the bitches and Fendi
But thing you look over is how you gon' get it cause everybody seem to know how to spend it
Gotta see yourself ahead of the curve cause trendsetters ain't looking out for what's trendin
Gotta see yourself ahead of that curve cause trendsetters ain't looking out for what's trending
Ya vision I'm penning the mission is sending me straight to the moon
Listen the money is music that shit is my melody
I just get straight to the tunes
I just been driving it straight with the fumes if they gassing you up you gon' break when I boom
Trust what I say when I say it's on paper my nigga I take this shit straight to my tomb
I'm talking one two three four five
Bags for the keeps go live
And I'll tell you everything I just won't tell you no lies
I got my goals on paper go for paper make it till you meet your maker
Make it till you meet your maker
Make it till you meet your maker
Make it till you meet your maker
Make it till you meet your maker
And I been loonin' out cause even when I had my Metro PCS
Dawg Brandon Mosc was Metro booming out
Bitch they go too f*cking fast forgot to see they zooming south
But you don't hear me though cause they just been too busy boosting clout
You reap the fruits of your labor my neighbor you cannot forget what the juice is about
And money is working for you or you're working for it just be wise when you choosing the route
I just been going so hard to see even the biggest of skeptics been losing they doubt
Look in the mirror it's never been clearer real as it gets if it came out my mouth
And you will always just be local if what you lack is motive
But not me I can't relax I stay on track like locomotives
Locked and loaded clip is potent think it's gold but that shit coated
If I spit it watch I kill them all it's like the Reaper wrote it
I'm talking one two three four five
Bags for the keeps go live
And I'll tell you everything I just won't tell you no lies
I got my goals on paper go for paper make it till you meet your maker
Make it till you meet your maker
Make it till you meet your maker
Make it till you meet your maker
Make it till you meet your maker