And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes
Scoot through noosed goals clutched in individual own birthright tombstones
Is all over and all of your goals are gone!
Conversations on the phone til the break of dawn
Westside, bitch i run mine
Now you have your goals, and a deadline
You's a fag, you like that shit, o.f. is the fucking clique
Its happening i had to reach my goals...nigga task complete,
Got my own goals nd imma tear at em like a monster truck
I'm gettin money til my pockets need a tummy tuck
Cruising on relationship, but need a different boat
Our goals unfold with no torch to see the open road
So let's have a toast, everything fine
Go out and work, read your goals 'fore bedtime
Climbin a mountain to my life goals/
Took me a while just to write those
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