Golf Lyrics

Bet on myself, I got it

Guaranteed to make some profit

Not narcissistic, diabolic

Probably from Pittsburgh, I'm a pirate

Out in the open sea, looking for some land, hoe

Candle is evergreen, you wouldn't understand, hoe

Put some anchovies on the pizza

Yeah, we fine dining, sipping margaritas

Play a couple keys all up on this lil' motherfucking piano

They could never humble me cause I'm already

Enough for myself, I'm ample

No asterisk, can't bubble me without knowing the struggles we tackled

Pulling energy out the depths of me

I can't ever waste it on useless battles

If they testing me, let it rest in peace

They can claim my value is fragile

But that shit's all made up to me

I was still a king even without my castle

That shit's still fucked up to me

They hate before they even dibble-dabble in it, try it out

Hate before they even fucking dibble-dabble in it

Kind of shit is that?

Kind of shit is that?

They hate before they even fucking dibble-dabble in it, motherfucker

Don't expect shit, I was aiming low like it's golf

This way more highs are pleasant surprises, way they come off, yeah, yeah

Don't expect shit, I was aiming low like it's golf

This way more highs are pleasant surprises, way they come off, yeah, yeah

Been on the solo-dolo, no longer looking for the photo op

Counting my blessings over, I'm already happy with what I've got

Got to hone in my focus, never worried about what it's not

I could give a fuck if my shit flop

Busy trynna vent from my soap box

I don't need any confirmation, I know my shit is hot

Don't ever RSVP, they know I'm steady coming for that spot

And I don't ever need nobody telling me how to shoot my shot

It's whatever to me, it don't effect me, I'm just chilling in this hotbox

Stroke, stroke

It's on par, we

Ghost, ghost

It's not important

No, goals

Yeah, that's on par, see

I'm keeping it lowkey

Savor the small things

Yeah, yeah

Don't expect shit, I was aiming low like it's golf

This way more highs are pleasant surprises, way they come off, yeah, yeah

Don't expect shit, I was aiming low like it's golf

This way more highs are pleasant surprises, way they come off, yeah, yeah