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destined - ca$htalk lyrics

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get in dat booth i close my eyes dis sh-t was destined dis a blessing told my mama it ain’t no more stressin i work so hard don’t get no sleep i’m on my grind i’m dese streets i won’t lay down dey can’t compete get off my -ss won’t come in last dey tried to judge me from my past dey try to tell me i won’t last but ain believe dat u got my front i got yo back we side to side no turnin back loyalty is all i ask i really need dat

(truth)ok it’s loyalty over royalties, i swea i need that
they gone try to judge me from my past but don’t believe that
snake -ss n-ggas in my gr-ss you won’t succeed at
tryna knock me down
too bad i’m up
try yo luck
and i be d-mn if i let them crackers jam me
i’m going ham just to make sure the fam eat
final exam, try to test i let that hammer squeeze
i’m taking risk everyday cause life’s a gamble
i had some question for the man but no one answered me
looked in the mirror i finally i could answer things
i’m kyrie irving in the clutch know ima handle things
i’m havinsum2do physically & financially, & mentally
when i get in that booth

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get in dat booth i close my eyes dis sh-t was destined dis a blessing told my mama it ain’t no more stressin i work so hard don’t get no sleep i’m on my grind i’m dese streets i won’t lay down dey can’t comepete get off my -ss won’t come in last dey tried to judge me from my past dey try to tell me i won’t last but ain believe dat u got my front i got yo back we side to side no turnin back loyalty is all i ask i really need dat

loyalty is all i ask i’m too focused on da future to be worried bout da past i’ll never come in last i got dat sack but ion brag thousand dollars check da tag dese n-ggas hatin i makes mad ima play dese hoes like madden i won’t drive if it ain’t fast i won’t talk it bout cash u n-ggas broke dat sh-t dere sad u got my front i got yo back dese n-ggas change from dis to dat i don’t boast and i don’t brag came from roaches and dem rags came from none now i’m da man and i’m cooler than a fan i’m so cold dat my jeweler bought a cooler for my hand u kno i’m thrower dat y my choppa got a cooler wit a stand on every song get in dat booth i smoke a blunt i clear my head ya

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