Darian King - Goals Lyrics

I didn't come here to make friendships
Money above all is reckless
Power is how we gon get this
I don't do shit for attention no
I grew up poorer than most
7 of us in a house by the coast
You only think what you know
Moved from the heat to the land of the snow
I had a dream and I worked for my goals
I got a team and still do things alone
I used to think I could win on my own
Now I believe in the prophecy told
Lebron with the triple double
All season
Brady to call the huddle
For the team
I'm pulling up in purple whip
Bimmer
Here to command the stage
That's a leader
Why spit the truth?
Niggas be talking bout shit they don't do
In whips that they ain't ever moved
With guns that they ain't ever shoot
With hoe's that they never could do
In clothes that they never prove
The ones rockin' Trues
The ones with the Gucci bag
And the hat to match
Wear that shit back to back
You know someone who act like that
Claim they Canada Post with the package
And they barely move a bag
They didn't cop it
They pulled the tag
How you rockin' that stolen swag?
Bragging bout all the cash you ain't ever have?
Bragging bout all that shit that you never did
Talking bout all those licks that you never hit
Wanna be so rough till they pull your card
Shit's all good till the guns get drawn
Till the police put you behind bars
Thought your ride or dies would be there for ya
Those same nigga's you never saw
They couldn't even show up to court
Those the same niggas helped you do the job
Those the same nigga's taught you how to rob
Those same niggas told you use your car
Now you don't know who to trust
They didn't do time
How did you get caught?

I didn't come here to make friendships
Money above all is reckless
Power is how we gon get this
I don't do shit for attention no
I grew up poorer than most
7 of us in a house by the coast
You only think what you know
Moved from the heat to the land of the snow
I had a dream and I worked for my goals
I got a team and still do things alone
I used to think I could win on my own
Now I believe in the prophecy told
Lebron with the triple double
All season
Brady to call the huddle
For the team
I'm pulling up in purple whip
Bimmer
Here to command the stage
That's a leader
Why spit the truth?
Niggas be talking bout shit they don't do
In whips that they ain't ever moved
With guns that they ain't ever shoot
With hoe's that they never could do
In clothes that they never prove
The ones rockin' Trues
The ones with the Gucci bag
And the hat to match
Wear that shit back to back
You know someone who act like that
Claim they Canada Post with the package
And they barely move a bag
They didn't cop it
They pulled the tag
How you rockin' that stolen swag?
Bragging bout all the cash you ain't ever have?
Bragging bout all that shit that you never did
Talking bout all those licks that you never hit
Wanna be so rough till they pull your card
Shit's all good till the guns get drawn
Till the police put you behind bars
Thought your ride or dies would be there for ya
Those same nigga's you never saw
They couldn't even show up to court
Those the same niggas helped you do the job
Those the same nigga's taught you how to rob
Those same niggas told you use your car
Now you don't know who to trust
They didn't do time
How did you get caught?