Aim For The Moon (feat. N.F.B)

Yeah, shoot for the stars and I aim for the moon, I ain't losing, you know I ain't messin' up I need the money, I run it up, chasing the paper, you know that I'm catching up I got love for my bros like a Teletub, in love with your bitch, give her belly rub I need that ice on that icy tub, pull up on mandem, you know how we shake it up Yeah, shoot for the stars and I aim for the moon, I ain't losing, you know I ain't messin' up I need the money,I run it up, chasing the paper, you know that I'm catching up I got love for my bros like a Teletub, in love with your bitch, give her belly rub I need that ice on that icy tub, pull up with mandem, you know how we shake it up Ask bro, you really ready, we going on a fucked up ride I ain't talking bout a 9-to-5 tonight, I'm really tryna ching man pride Two baddies, be twinnin',and theyknow how, how to arch there back In the field, we attacking, two lives like a battery pack Me and bro, be like the Brooklyn bullies, we hop on pack, wanna see what's goody Tonight, I'm really tryna squash that bug, I ain't tryna leave truce , unless it's goodies To the judge, I ain't touch no body, to the opp boys' house,Miss Judy,sucking dick I ain't touching pussies, though we shots and none like Kobe What you know about using voodoo? What you know about being a Zulu She want me, but we not delulu, I don't fuck with the boys in blue If you don't like me, I don't like you too Cause you wanna be in my life, I told her, shawty,im in-love with my knife Talk about bodies but only got five Shoot for the stars, and I aim for the moon, I ain't losing, you know I ain't messing up I need the money, I run it up, chasing the paper you know that I'm catching up I got love for my bros like a Teletub, in love with your bitch give her belly rub I need the ice,on the icy tubs,pull up with mandem you, you know how we shake it up Shoot for the stars, and I aim for the moon, I ain't losing, you know I ain't messing up I need the money, I run it up, chasing the paper you know that I'm catching up I got love for my bros like a Teletub, in love with your bitch,give her belly rub I need the ice,on the icy tubs,pull up with mandem, you know how we shake it up Money on my mind and my heart's in fully, let me not talk on the Brooklyn bullies We slide on them, try to see what's goody, who's that boy in the all black hoodie got bored and lost some ketchup, one out of luck when the whole gang catch up Like the migos, this shit got messy, we put 10 in his back like Messi I ain't go talk on all of the opps, that shit is a waste of my energy All of my enemies wasting my energy, get them and give them a pedigree All of my enemies wasting my energy, catch them and give them a pedigree All of my enemies wasting my energy, catch them and give them a pedigree Yeah i shoot for the stars and I aim for the moon, I ain't losing, you know I ain't messing up I need the money, I run it up, chasing the paper, you know that I'm catching up I got love for my bros like a Teletub, in love with your bitch,give her belly rub I need the ice,not the icy tubs,pull up with mandem, you know how we shake it up