| Success is destiny
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| Choose your own path
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| Put in work, and do it fast
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| Use your heart and it will last
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| Success is destiny
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| Choose your own path
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| Put in work, and do it fast
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| Use your heart
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| One for five, that’s like two for fifteen
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| I mix dreams with reality, for the love not the salary
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| My mentality in a nut shell, wasn’t always cut well
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| And so dry, I remember when I
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| Didn’t have the means of making songs
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| Those who did where taking long
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| And treating me like I was faking
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| Awakening every morning to the urge, yet
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| No money to splurge with
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| And to this day I don’t know how I ever got over the first ridge
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| Amidst thirsty kids ready to drain my hopes away
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| I scope the days within and beginnin' fools with role play
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| Nothing really changed except attitudes
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| To those who have I’ma show my gratitude
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| Ay, help me I’m not mad at you
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| Scattered crews in the wind led me to the point which I’m at now
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| When I rip, give me dap now, I don’t accept the scraps
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| Success is destiny
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| Choose your own path
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| Put in work and do it fast
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| Use your heart and it will last
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| Success is destiny
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| Choose your own path
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| Put in work and do it fast
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| Use your heart
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| I can’t pretend that my debts are greater then my yearly income
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| But then in some ways it pays to be broke
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| I stay with these folks called friends, constantly building an empire
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| So when in dire straits, we aspire and elevate higher
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| Than expectations, refreshed and awake
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| And exerting what it takes to keep from hurting
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| Proper wording, at the right time
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| No blurting out, I stay composed
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| To keep from burning out, I stray from those only sayin' flows
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| The girls betraying hoes
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| I’m not into that
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| Got into rap as a child when commended acts
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| Had style when the television dial wasn’t needed
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| I wasn’t feelin' cheated when I bought an album
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| But now the uncompleted child conductor cover of the odor
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| They be on some high performance shit without a motor
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| I’m a voter for the work, real to mean that
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| But that wish is but a dream that never seems to comes true
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| That never seems to come true…
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| In the immortal words of Johnson, «I will survive»
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| You be on that bitch shit, but me I keep it alive
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| So why are you still talking to me, fool, shut the fuck up
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| Go speak with Mr. Charley, and please don’t try to suck up
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| He doesn’t like a kiss-ass, get out and do that shit fast
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| Get a grasp on life, don’t be lazy and try to slip past
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| Twice or three times I almost quit
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| But now I see I’m fit for the script
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| Un-flipped, of course
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| I’m the source of my product, not a product piece
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| At least 95 percent, I put the crease in my jay cards
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| And in my revenue too
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| I stay hard-headed and never too true, so should you
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| So should you, and you…
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| So should you
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| Success is Destiny
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| Choose your own path
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| Put in work and do it fast
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| Use your heart and it will last
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| Success is Destiny
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| Choose your own path
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| Put in work and do it fast
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| Use your heart
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| Use your heart
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| Use your heart… |