[mr. Destiny, now can you tell me wha's tha Where I'm goin in this life,its so trife,i get to skeemin and Is thea a way I can make my pay Talkin bout tha I used to do back in tha day But hey, times are hard and 4 me it's get Got so many problems, they jus build up real quick tarter tha few, and jus hang wit tha crew, as if u didnt knew It be that stoneycrook crew, it's a life And it's affectin me so strong, sleepin hea and sleepin Not havin a place to call my home, is wrong I neva had it hard like this But momma always it would be a day like this Dirty po shit, I cant do it too long Cause I don had too much to stay down, gotta eat and stay though my brotha, he'll be thea through thick and thin Wont be gon in tha wind, so called friends Pick up tha pen, let if flow tha trinity steady killin me, gotta get some ends in my vicinity I'm in it deep, reep I'm smashin on yo homies I didnt wanna do it, me and my baby some money for this rap shit, phony, oh no, not this Wanted by tha po-po's, they get me, I'm too swift Dip off to tha cliff, fiya up this splif Aint nobody pagin me, cut our off this hip, it's a trip
Wha is my destiny? me
Got problems in my mind, rewind, so I can find it These need to realize, my team gon keep climbin To find tha meanin, haitian, devestation Not knowin wha you're facin, can be a lifetime So I'm lacin, these blunts wit weed, my g's, right beside me I where danger is goin to find me Behind these that's where I stay Wit a blunt up in my and a cocked ak And each day, I get by these hoe ass niggaz So-so ass niggaz, jus po ass And I been broke b4 playa, but I kept my And I ain't neva lettin it go 4 no cream Now fuck a football team, that shit, what this means Is that I be damned if I'm 40 still servin these And all tha I seen, wasnt no diamonds and pearls My destiny is to be blind from fucked up world Nigga!!!!!!
[mr. Still doin bad, but life is bout to My homie jus called me cause he was bout to tha game You willin to rip it wit tha and tha rap? Makin off wha you said, puttin dallas on tha map Say no mo, I'll be ready tha time is right Got to be patient in this game, but that's in life I got to fight, off hataz while I'm duckin tha Keep money in my pocket, clothes, shoes and draws Neva pause, if I do I might slip off wit tha to tha lord, bring me closer to tha brightness How can I fight A bag of weed, feelin loco wit my crooks, gotta skeem 4 My came so I grabbed it Now I see my future in tha of all tha bad shit Hopin I don't pass it, tryin to a job and chill But now thea's 2 on my patience, have no time to live Still feelin I'm young, but I'm old enuff I must be trippin, get a hold of it, tha stuff Leave tha lust of my wit tha fools who want it Keep on slangin though find a betta way to get up on it Listen it wont last long, wait til yo cash gon You gon be feelin bad you broke and you smash on No mo sackin and flippin burgers scratch I'm in tha studio, up tracks
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