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rome streetz – my destiny lyrics

[verse 1]
the way i went from nothing to something, you woulda thought i knew some type of magic
want the whole pie, won’t take no type of rations
know it’s prophecy for the paper to be properly stackin’
since back when i used to sell cutties rocks and just watch they reaction
i came to k!ll everything, i ain’t gotta be passive
though i’ve never been
kick the door down, f+ck if they ain’t let us in
your favorite rapper snortin’ heroin
the sh+t i write brought that dope, let the needle point press your skin
the tower read to pull the card, it said i’m next to be the king
the wheel of fortune up right, good luck, fake chains and chance
get the chicken multiplied, that sh+t don’t just sustain the benz
if you smart, you can make moves without using your hands
understand we build pyramids from the top down
mind on point like chopper rounds, eat lobster by the pound
a lot of these n+ggas is [?], i provide the proper sounds
for the hustlers to hear the ticket and try to knock it down
n+gga that’s f+ckin’ with me cannot be found

[chorus]
it’s my destiny for me to be livin’ my life like a king givin’ no f+cks
just the bucks, keep the love and l+stmy life
it’s a marathon, i’m way ahead, you n+ggas’ll always be runner+up
it’s my destiny for me to be livin’ my life like a king givin’ no f+cks
just the bucks, keep the love and l+stmy life
it’s a marathon, i’m way ahead, you n+ggas’ll always be runner+up
[verse 2]
n+ggas who know me know that i been had it cl!ckin’
doin’ numbers like a statistician
me and you will never match my swag different
i need to back facts and that’s tradition
eat a d+ck if you dissin’
you busy b+tchin’ ’bout not bein’ in position
recordin’ bullsh+t that isn’t stickin’
i’m frank [?] in the kitchen
i got the recipe
fiend the world the f+ck out, the product from all the rest is weak
and you n+ggas still ain’t get the best from me, i’m yet to peak
the nicest in the city k!llin’ sh+t, check the press release
know ruthless dudes that’ll move on these squares like a [?]
give two sh+ts about nothing you said unless it’s “check for streetz”
convos on the dark web, [?] connect and me
i hung my jersey up, ’cause ’round the world how far my records be
headshot the king, dead in the throne, i don’t respect the seat
now everybody out here praisin’ rome, f+ck you expect to see
before was gettin’ pay from rap, it’s molly tabs and ecstasy
signed a contract, now all my exes won’t stop textin’ me
funny how they all start comin’ back soon as you get the beach
but you’s a dub for that, you’re just a memory
b+tch

- rome streetz lyrics

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