[mr. Destiny, now can you tell me tha meanin 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 tha shit I used to do back in tha day But hey, are hard and 4 me it's get harder Got so problems, they jus build up real quick like tarter Avoid tha few, and jus hang wit tha crew, as if u didnt It be stoneycrook crew, it's a hard life And it's affectin me so strong, hea and sleepin thea Not a place to call my home, this is wrong I ain't neva had it like this But momma always told it would be a day this Dirty po shit, baby I cant do it too Cause I don had too much to stay down, eat and stay strong Even though my brotha, he'll be thea thick and thin be gon in tha wind, like 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 when I'm smashin on yo I didnt do it, me and my baby need some money for this rap shit, phony, oh no, not this Wanted by tha po-po's, wont get me, I'm too swift Dip off to tha cliff, fiya up this splif Aint nobody pagin me, cut our pager off this hip, it's a
Wha is my tell me
Got some in my mind, rewind, so I can find it These niggaz need to realize, my team gon climbin To tha true meanin, haitian, devestation Not wha you're facin, can be a lifetime complication So I'm lacin, blunts wit weed, keep my g's, right beside me I where danger is goin to find me Behind these doors that's where I Wit a blunt up in my mouth and a ak And day, I get tempted by these hoe ass niggaz So-so ass niggaz, jus po ass And I been broke b4 playa, but I my dreamin And I ain't neva it go 4 no goddamn cream Now fuck a football team, fuck that shit, this means Is that I be damned if I'm 40 still servin fiends And all tha shit I seen, no diamonds and pearls My destiny is to be blind from this up world Nigga!!!!!!
[mr. Still doin bad, but life is bout to My jus called me cause he was bout to lace tha game You willin to rip it wit tha and tha rap? bread 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 hard in life I got to fight, off while I'm duckin tha laws Keep some money in my pocket, clothes, and draws Neva pause, if I do I slip off wit tha lifeless Beggin to tha lord, 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 mist of all tha bad Hopin I don't it, tryin to keep a job and chill But now 2 things on my patience, have no time to live Still feelin like I'm young, but I'm old I be trippin, get a hold of it, control tha stuff Leave tha of my dealin wit tha fools who want it Keep on though you'll find a betta way to get up on it Listen homie it wont long, wait til yo cash gon You gon be feelin bad cause you and you smash on No mo sackin and flippin burgers from I'm in tha studio, up tracks
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