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dstrct - as fate would have it lyrics

[chorus]
“what if it doesn’t work out for you?”
“you don’t even got the money to get up out of the house, do you?”
“poor excuse of a man”
“what are the odds it would happen again?”
“lightning, doesn’t strike twice my friend”
it probably don’t get much better than this
(it’s so many done tellin’ me i keep this sh+t goin’)

[verse 1]
forever, for ever ever, for ever ever, i meant it
you hear the sh+t that i put together?
not to mentiion, uh, i should’ve quit when, uh
they said my gift was, uh, more like a pipe dream, uh
i didn’t listen, uh, i was jit when i, uh
made an executive decision ever since (what was that?)
i did what’s best for my interest, don’t slip
imagine payin’ all that sh+t any attention
what would you do if you could see it in real life, buddy?
not only that but you could see what it feels like, buddy?
now that’s enough to make a n+gga stay sleepless (for real)
you tellin’ me doin’ this sh+t wouldn’t feel right, buddy?
thinkin’ i’m only in this b+tch when i feel like, buddy?
they would expose me, rip it and bring it to light
n+gga, i’m chosen
what does it seem like, buddy?
i mean, for real, what did you think it would be like, buddy?
so before they pass judgment on the way that i got here
and make every excuse why they not here
sayin’ if it wasn’t for my daddy then i probably wouldn’t
more about relationship and less about the work i put in
listen to this sh+t before you form an opinion
about a n+gga who wanted this sh+t as much as anyone
and only got it from workin’ harder than everyone (everyone)
yeah, i still hear ’em all sayin’
[chorus]
“what if it doesn’t work out for you?”
“you don’t even got the money to get up out of the house, do you?”
“poor excuse of a man”
“what are the odds it would happen again?”
“lightning, doesn’t strike twice my friend”
it probably don’t get much better than this
(i mean, my story it is what it is, this i know)

[verse 2]
two flowers from the ghetto both growin’ up
one baby in the picture and another on the cusp
new money, new city, one came into the luck
put both in a two+story crib in the cut
late 90’s, mid summer, 3pm
incomin’, baby boy, you should’ve seen him
nine pounds, ten ounces and a face that’s
just like the mother’s but he took the father’s name, yup
who would’ve thought? seein’ the sh+t that he saw
bein’ the kid that he was, never in trouble with law
havin’ the sh+t that he had, talkin’ the way that he talks
lookin’ the way that he looks, walkin’ the way that he walks
without a body to his name, not a set that he could claim
not a drug that he could sell, not a single bit of shame
from topanga to the waves, a community with gates
somehow he’d be the biggest motherf+cka in the game and it’s all facts
i ain’t hidin’ my story, man, what you call that?
i’m with whoever that want it, no matter what
and they still ain’t comin’ how i’m comin’
i ain’t duckin’, i ain’t runnin’, i ain’t gotta prove nothin’
anybody got a problem, say that sh+t
anybody havin’ doubts, tell ’em play my sh+t (it’s like that)
anything they got to say that’s it
and this should be the only time i need to address it, it worked out for me
[outro]
yeah
more money but it’s bigger than amounts, ain’t it?
no excused, i made
as fate would have it, it happened again
lightning, struck twice on our name
it really don’t get much better than this, yeah
i just had to represent (i just had to represent)
(i just had to represent)

- dstrct lyrics

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