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lirik lagu destiny – razi

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[intro]

i’m boutta blow up this sh-t is my legacy

i’m boutta blow up this sh-t is my legacy, (legacy)

(verse 1: dtbjules)

i’m boutta blow up this sh-t is my legacy

gettin twisted mixin’ c0ke, wit the hennessy

i swear n0body ahead of me, this is my destiny

runnin’ from a felon. i had a dream shining i was gon’ make it

since i was youngin, i stayed, paper chasin’

my life stories i cannot fake it

talking down on my name, i’m tryna reach this fame sh-t

posted on the block, i be shootin wit my goons

n-ggas used to hate me, now we makin money moves (money moves)

i be on this rap sh-t but no one had a clue

poppin out gucci head band, match the shoes (match the shoes)

cruising on the low, i be dipping down the block

cruising wit my mans, but we saw a f-ckin op

had to hit the dash, cause my boys totin’ glocks

i said f-ck it had to do it for my moms

(verse 2: razi)

i’ma do it for my moms, i’ma do it for my pops

i’ma do it for the whole gang, do it for the mob

gang by my side, got my shooters in a flock

bodies drop all the time, they never gonna stop

i’m jus’ tryna create a legacy, (legacy)

got these p-ssy -ss n-ggas testin me, (testin me)

never let snakes get the best of me, (best of me)

now that i’m up, gang next to me, (next to me)

going through a struggle turned a young n-gga heartless

trappin on the block, get a bag regardless

n-ggas wanna test me, but n0body start sh-t

been through pain, turned me into a hard jit

told brodi give us one year til we famous

in the stu’ everyday, til we make it

everynight getting high, getting faded

saw that dummy boy on the side, left him faceless

freestylin’ in my cl-ss, sellin on the block tryna make a rack

up at night getting smacked

all my money into rap

studio sessions, b-tch i had to trap

in the streets, tryna sell a pack

(verse 3: shashi)

all i’m wanna do is keep grinding tryna make it

money on my mind, p-ssy n-ggas always hatin’

all my n-ggas still debating

should i leave this n-gga dead, cause he praisin satan?

bodies drop, p-ssy n-gga milly whop

we done made it out the drought, tryna make it to the top

p-ssy n-ggas tell us stop, now we ducking from the ops

making sure i don’t get popped

jewelery is all i cop, while we smoking all this pot

all i wanna do is keep grinding

all i’m tryna do is keeping grinding

i keep grinding, (p-ssy n-gga don’t get shot)

all i wanna do is keep grinding

all i wanna do is keep shining

all i wanna do is grindin’ (yuh)

p-ssy n-ggas always hatin

(p-ssy n-ggas always hatin)

p-ssy n-ggas always hatin

(p-ssy n-ggas always hatin)

p-ssy n-ggas always hatin

ooh-oh. (x10)

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