Only Goal Get Gold

[Verse 1] I said Bitches ain't shit, only goal get gold Niggas gon' hate, its the way shit goes Play it, then pause the coldest of flows Know that the track is dope Mansion camping, and I smoke Bitches they feel me, niggas know Smoke that loud, pass it around Cheif it, beat it up now Pow pow, bitch None of these niggas know how I is Ridin' round in that atmosphere That no nigga should not be near Unless one is up, in the clouds With some ganja in rotation, cheifin loud Witcho main, and bitches hatin But shit don't make me frustrasted Mind right and my money up Out the window I'm blowin indo Flights to Brooklyn, and continental breakfast when I wake up Get this money, do a show, fuck bad hoes Thats whatsup, then we back to the A Bitch, you better not try a nigga while I'm high Where I stay, in the whip, with a zip Shall I stop, shall I flip it Idealistic situation If she love me then she'd leave me out the situation Why this life so complicated, help me lord I wanna be famous [Verse 2] Bitches ain't shit Cash rules everything around me and it Smells like money everywhere I go Cause I be steady thinking bout drowning in it Out and about serving pounds and them bricks I'mma leave that to yall I'm just tryna stack chips off performing and shit All this music better get me paid Cause I be steady thinking bout touring and shit Said uhhhh, Can you hear that Staying up making beats till the morning and shit Till it pays off, I ain't taking days off Cause I really love it, I be like enjoying this shit Some of these bitches be annoying as shit Hitting my phone, I'm ignoring that shit In the studio recording an shit (x2)