| Ayy
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| It was destined like this
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| 'Cause I ain’t stressin' off shit
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| It was destined like this
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| 'Til we all get rich
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| In this life, it was destined like this
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| Had to go and get a check 'cause I ain’t stressin' off shit
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| All this money and fame, I could buy my own bitch
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| Better days, I’m just prayin' 'til we all get rich
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| In this life, it was destined like this
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| Had to go and get a check 'cause I ain’t stressin' off shit
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| All this money and fame, I could buy my own bitch
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| Better days, I’m just prayin' 'til we all get rich
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| Yeah, 'til we all rich
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| Money to be made, so I’m makin' it regardless
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| Stock in your clip, mine came with installments
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| Nothin' ever promised, so I step with precaution
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| Yeah, it’s money on the floor, money on your head
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| All the real niggas ain’t gone, bitch, they in the feds
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| Miss sky, miss Ju, miss Fed
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| If you ain’t livin' for purpose, then you better off dead
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| I tried to pay attention, but attention paid me
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| I fell in love with the money, yeah, it saved me
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| I do it big 'cause that small shit ain’t me |
| Field trip, hope we make it back safely
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| Bustdown Rollie, plain jane AP
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| Loyalty 'cause that fake shit ain’t me
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| I heard these niggas out here tryna take me
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| But I don’t know, I got the Draco on my front seat
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| In this life, it was destined like this
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| Had to go and get a check 'cause I ain’t stressin' off shit
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| All this money and fame, I could buy my own bitch
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| Better days, I’m just prayin' 'til we all get rich
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| In this life, it was destined like this
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| Had to go and get a check 'cause I ain’t stressin' off shit
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| All this money and fame, I could buy my own bitch
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| Better days, I’m just prayin' 'til we all get rich
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| Fuck the beef, I really just want money
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| Lovely, if it’s 'bout bands, then I’m a junkie
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| Had to get it out the mud, my nigga, we wasn’t lucky
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| I don’t know if your bitch just friendly or wanna fuck me
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| They waitin' on my downfall, they want me to fail
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| Got them P’s, full load, then we pack 'em and mail
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| Prayin' for them better days 'cause we livin' in hell
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| Me, myself, and I, I ain’t needed no help |
| She just wanna fuck with me 'cause I’m famous
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| This ice on my neck, it could get dangerous
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| All the hate y’all be doin' give me motivation
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| Barry, Gucci, and Ali, that’s my inspiration
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| It’s all love, I know we had our differences
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| Guilty until we prove innocent
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| Niggas lie every day to boost they images
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| I could never leave the house without my instrument
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| In this life, it was destined like this
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| Had to go and get a check 'cause I ain’t stressin' off shit
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| All this money and fame, I could buy my own bitch
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| Better days, I’m just prayin' 'til we all get rich
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| In this life, it was destined like this
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| Had to go and get a check 'cause I ain’t stressin' off shit
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| All this money and fame, I could buy my own bitch
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| Better days, I’m just prayin' 'til we all get rich |