Goals - Ace Hood

We on with the roof fame

Big money on the wrist game

Little nigga with a big dream

I remember them days in the hoop day

I’m in that new thang with a few chains

'nd I swish champagne for duke’s sake

4, 5 later kickin like lukain

Small city young nigga tryin to maintain

And I had no pot to piss 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 everythang that I promised

Want better health for my momma

And lean yo tea from you hina

And that’s my motha fuckin goal

Tellem free my motha fuckin 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

If I ever touched a hundred million dollars in my life oh lord knows (lord

knows lord knows)

That’s my motha fuckin' goals (my goals my goals)

That’s my motha fuckin' 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 motha fuckin goals (my goals my goals)

That’s my motha fuckin goals (my goals my goals)

I need a bitch that fuck 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 motha fuckin goals (my goals my goals)

And I’d rather never sell another, I would never have to sell my soul (never

that)

And my motha fuckin goal (my goal my goal)

And my motha fuckin goal (my goal my goal)

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 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

Fuck you if you hatin on me

I just want to put all my niggas in the position for the baaank 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, 'nd I pray

Do it all again tomorrow

For my son and my little daughter and my momma heavenly father

If I ever touched a hundred million dollars in my life oh lord knows (lord

knows lord knows)

That’s my motha fuckin' goals (my goals my goals)

That’s my motha fuckin' 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 motha fuckin goals (my goals my goals)

That’s my motha fuckin goals (my goals my goals)

I need a bitch that fuck 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 motha fuckin goals (my goals my goals)

And I’d rather never sell another, I would never have to sell my soul (never

that)

And my motha fuckin goal (my goal my goal)

And my motha fuckin goal (my goal my goal)

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 motha fuckin' goal

Now a young nigga puttin on

And this my motha fuckin song

And this my motha fucking song

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