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mjpaid & fordio - end goal lyrics

[intro: fordio]

[verse 1: fordio]
they wonder how i’m feelin’, i just want a million
i walk in store, know to end it like this sh+t was scripted
i can’t forget they did me bold but askin’ for forgiveness
i kept my distance when i peeped the grain, they go against it
they straight hopped in the game like, “where the cards? i’m tryna deal ’em”
got flashbacks to the rolls, they at the shows askin’ for pictures
she mad i leave her ‘lone every time she bein’ bitter
know i’m not chasin’ pros, i know some may see a difference
she say, “what’s the end goal?” i’m like, “hold on, [?]”
put my trust in crypto or this mud i’m finna pour
visio locked terabytes, it’s fifteen plus every phone
don’t say you see me, you can’t see me, i’m on the go

[verse 2: mjpaid]
wocky in my cup, you won’t see me off patrón (nah)
me and fordi rich as f+ck in mansions, that’s the goal
i ain’t have no handout, i do it on my own
i ain’t never played hate, couldn’t do it to my soul
let me know, is you only tryna f+ck me ’cause i’m on?
know you love me when i got it, do you love me when i don’t?
let me know, is you only f+ckin’ with me off the songs?
you won’t catch me fakin’ nothin’, i admit it when i’m wrong
i don’t see us losin’, got this sh+t up in our palms (n+gga)
how the f+ck you do it? n+ggas switchin’ on they dogs
“mj, what you want?” n+gga, i want it all
love me when i ball, you ain’t with me when i fall
[verse 3: fordio]
know i’ve been risking from the start
know you ain’t never seen money, ray charles (nah)
how you turn that peach soda grape pop? (how you do that?)
turnin’ on a label, wipe down on the bronx
i grab a rental and won’t come back ’til sh+t hot
think i went missing, i’m just juggin’ on the block

[verse 4: mjpaid]
i ain’t trippin’ on no b+tches, i get guap
almost asked who she wanted, n+ggas not, nah
i won’t split it with my brothers, no, i’m not y’all
scored a pint and fell in love when i took the top off
this sh+t you n+ggas makin’ in a week is what the pop cost
ain’t got sh+t up in your pockets, how you not lost?

[outro: mjpaid]
how you?
it ain’t sh+t up in your pockets, still gon’ play it like you not—

- mjpaid fordio lyrics

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