DESTINY

As destined as Nasir second efforts, I never learnt my lesson It wasn't penned it was etched in to leave impressions Came out the womb with a ruined expression Been knew the true was suppressed since I knew what suppression meant I done had a few questions, since I had learned what depression meant Gotta count a few blessings I'm 'bout to learn if desperation'll send you heaven By accident, if not it was all alleged Caught your jeans on the hedges, you made it Got your lawyer indebted to however you bring the cheques in Never gotta check in no more, we bringing the guests in The list never ends Her and all her friends A sea of red dresses, the ropes is all velvet We on our way to having it all Having our way and having it all Having our way and having it all, yeah Me and the guys, we fly the flag It's on the wall, it's on the wall It's on the wall We on our way baby We on our way to having it all Having our way and having it all We on our way Having it all Having our way, having it all Having all of that plus additions These the chapters where I be having shit First half they had me, I wasn't having it Had to be magic tricks since a kid and this shit is flattering How much they tried to stamp out my imagination Actually tried to manifest me not mattering A cold depressed state they want you to inhabit When you gravitate closer to Garvey than to a Gavin Granny say Pull ya pants up and stand up straight That ammunition, you don't them want to have it if they should grab you Marked that page and I tabbed it Sorry Grandma Massa won't make me pick that dance back up If he had the cure to cancer in his hand, I wouldn't dap up I perfected my Black Man stance and I'm standing back up They got too used to us hittin' a Kaepernick Switched up and I'm grabbin' shit And having shit how I planned it No accident They call a young nigga aggresive but never passionate Y'all got this shit, I'll shut the f*ck up Go on, cut up Action, get back to the acting shit Keep this shit in good fashion, y'all playing characters Edgar Allen, I'm keeping shit in the rafters Y'all niggas wyling Got used to lying to officers It's method acting Never passing, I'm on my Black Mamba Hit The Path, I'm cashing out to warm up Did some shopping by the Ave, alright Niggas mad mad, alright Had to text this girl back, woah woah Have to text this bitch back tonight What they mad at for? What they mad at for? What they mad at for? They mad at me and my bros They mad at me and my hoe Walking with bags in the store They mad I'm young and nimble They mad I go where I go They mad it's loud when I spoke They mad I smoke what I smoke Ask these niggas why they mad though Swear they don't even know (They don't even know) Swear they don't even know What they mad at for? What they mad at for? What they mad at for? (They mad at me and my bros) What they mad at for? (They mad at me and my hoe) What they mad at for? (Walking with bags in the store)