Golden Goals

General guidelines to ride by

Come to New York City, I'm in the skyline with a fine dime

And nigga we ain't fine dining

Hit the high line, that's a cheap date

I ain't worthy, fuck it who is?

Do what you do girl, fuck it you lit

I hear em rapping they only set, "New York back"

I'm in Queens to Harlem, the Garden I rap

And I'm only hearing New York clap

Bout to move out to Cali, got a little thing out the valley

And this one girl hiding my hookah

I wish I knew to show her how to maneuver

Truth,

My niggas been the same ones for years

Man, all of my angles are clear

Got a call from my nigga Cheyo

Said the hood hot bro

Gotta get away yo

Losing niggas like every day

Told 'em 18 months I'ma get a tour bus

Coming up and we never looking back

Need a rut to the cuts that bleeds deep

Three ducks in the truck like beep beep

[Bridge]

This year, this year man goes back to the moon

[Verse 2]

I'm the embassy, I'm the one to see

Yeah baby, yeah baby

From over here but I took it over there baby

A nigga ain't been home for some months

But when I get home I be posted up

Do it for the city til the coast is us

As semis turn urns into memories

Make shots nigga burn like the Hennessy

I watch it all burn like it's heresy

Witchcraft for your bitchass, witchcraft is your gift that

And I ain't got time for opinions to process

These days I'm inspired by me and nothing else

I ain't pressing you can hold them hoes, sudden death

Golden goals