Tekst Utworu

Goals, everybody wants wife Everybody wants someone they can call on to hold them at night Everybody wants bae but they don't all come to the light They don't know what it's like yeah All they want are the likes yeah,yeah yeah We've been given one life to call our own Will we ever stop chasing after goals? We've been given one life to call our own Will we ever stop chasing after goals? Goals, Everybody on mission trying to be cold What a site to behold Coz they ain't even watching out for their souls Right hand thumbing down on their phones My black queens trying to get flown (out) The men would die to get known But we don't see what's up in their homes (now) All they see is picture perfect but I'm certain Take a peak around and close the curtains If I leak it now I'm hearing cursing But what I seek is sound I'm so assertive What we see online isn't really that person But still we eat when they serve it But where are they when we're hurting I say goals, everybody want something They ain't looking for substance They just wanna be comfy Everybody online looking wow isn't he lovely But they don't know that he flew out to Dubai with his mums money, yeah yeah yeah We've been given one life to call our own Will we ever stop chasing after goals? We've been given one life to call our own Will we ever stop chasing after goals? Will we ever quit and know the twist All that we see is not legit He got the rolly on the wrist And she's got a body that was kissed They both look happy in the moment But their life is actually eroding Add the rife and factor in opponents You will find this factory is broken Things look great on the other side though I can't wait for the summer time bro All those likes and colors I throw Means they won't know that money I owe LV dropping, selfies popping They can't see or tell me nothing If only things we know Means we stop with all the goals But still goals, still they sell and we buy We don't care if it's lies nah, we just follow the prize Double tap and hit like now amplify the disguise But we don't hear when they cry nah, All we care for is hype (yeah yeah yeah) We've been given one life to call our own Will we ever stop chasing after goals? We've been given one life to call our own Will we ever stop chasing after goals?
Writer(s): Lucy Naomi Grimble, Oluwaseun Otukpe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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