Goals Lyrics- NBA Youngboy

Goals Lyrics by NBA Youngboy is the Latest English Song With Music is Also Given by Twan da God, Park3r, PhilGotAnother1 & 6lement. While Goals Song Lyrics are also Written by Twan da God, Park3r, PhilGotAnother1 & NBA Youngboy.

Goals Lyrics- NBA Youngboy

Goals Song Details

📌 Song Title :Goals
🎤 Singer (S):NBA Youngboy
✍️ Lyrics (S) : Twan da God, Park3r, PhilGotAnother1 & NBA Youngboy
🎼 Music (S):Twan da God, Park3r, PhilGotAnother1 & 6lement

Goals Lyrics

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I took a top off the mother-fu*king coupe
They closed the do’, but I still made it through
Flooded my neck, look how much I done grew
Overtime for to make sure that I don’t lose

Run it up with my partner, give a lot to my mama
Doing bad, but I know that it’s a lot for me to do

I was tired of doing the same thing
Got serious, then, I changed lanes
They knowing that we bust brains
But, ain’t why I decided to change?
Put my focus in the main business
Looking for a half a ticket pain
Tryna find something that fit the description of my pain


My name to some people ain’t looked over
Go find you something to look over
Since young, never been a pushover
Got the bag like a bookholder
N!Gga, you gone make me mad and we gone spin on them
Did the dash inside a lamb’ and then he crash
Ain’t get a dent on them
That’s my lil’ homie
Remember posted at the store, ain’t have a cent on me
One uniform, went to school everyday the same lint on me
Needed help to stand up straight and then they bent on me
Dirty b!Tch was catching fire and I wouldn’t even p!Ss on her

I took a top off the mother-fu*king coupe
They closed the do’, but I still made it through
Flooded my neck, look how much I done grew
Overtime for to make sure that I don’t lose

Run it up with my partner, give a lot to my mama
Doing bad, but I know that it’s a lot for me to do

Switched the motto, I ain’t hit the lotto
But, my bag different
Skipping school with my dog
Weren’t really tryna bag with me
Fell in love once, but, mmm!
I said my grandma was different
I’m like, “Mmm! I’m a millionaire
I ain’t worth the killing”


That’s me, just think
Too much money, separate the bank
2012, I’ll use the shoebox
I don’t really like to talk, I ain’t being rude now
Three hundred thousand, it beat for fashion
And I still’ll probably pass it up
I don’t give no fu*k as long as we got a gat on us

That’s a new edition
She don’t want me, she feel like my heart old
Why you on my heart? Lord
Take it slow, I ball on and off court

I took a top off the mother-fu*king coupe
They closed the do’, but I still made it through
Flooded my neck, look how much I done grew
Overtime for to make sure that I don’t lose

Run it up with my partner, give a lot to my mama
Doing bad, but I know that it’s a lot for me to do

Written By- Twan da God, Park3r, PhilGotAnother1 & NBA Youngboy

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