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Letra : destiny
Don't try me, just watch me
Now I'm living too fast, you can't stop me
You wanna be me, that won't be easy
Girls [call?] me at the club when they see me
When they see me, I'm in a big Benz
I don't give a f**k about all of my ex friends
Yeah, they ex friends for a reason
F**king snakes in the gra** committing treason
Watchwords, in a Lexus, leave you wheezing
Last words that you're saying have no meaning
Black [locks?], six shots leave you leaking
Now sharks coming at me and I'm speeding
Shifting gears, down the shift, turn the key in
I'm a hustler making moves and making money
You're a dead man, think you'll take it from me
You're a dead man, think you'll take it from me
I'm a hustler making moves and making money
I'm in a Y-3s and you're wearing Yeezys
You a f**kboy, lame, you can't beat me
You can't beat me even in the nighttime
That Gosha on me, 3 am so I still shine
Pa** the pound to the floor how I unwind
Gonna be up at the top in like no time
In like no time
Moving fast, I ain't looking at the road sings
I got different color money, I got all kinds
Want me getting in the club, we just skip lines
I been off the pack, it's the gas
Your girl said she love me, sh*t attached
Why you talking?
All your goons, they attack
Hit them fast, grab the cash, wear a mask
F**k a judge and f**k a charge
IS300, triple charge
Duck the clutch and hear the tires screech
Y-3 on my feet, oh my god, you can't compete
Only 17, my name up on the street
5 grams up in my wood, that's just how it be
I be wearing my own brand, you like what you see
My life moving quick, living in my destiny
My life moving quick, living in my destiny
My life moving quick, living in my destiny
My life moving quick, living in my destiny
My life moving quick, gonna be the death of me
F**k
Now I'm living too fast, you can't stop me
You wanna be me, that won't be easy
Girls [call?] me at the club when they see me
When they see me, I'm in a big Benz
I don't give a f**k about all of my ex friends
Yeah, they ex friends for a reason
F**king snakes in the gra** committing treason
Watchwords, in a Lexus, leave you wheezing
Last words that you're saying have no meaning
Black [locks?], six shots leave you leaking
Now sharks coming at me and I'm speeding
Shifting gears, down the shift, turn the key in
I'm a hustler making moves and making money
You're a dead man, think you'll take it from me
You're a dead man, think you'll take it from me
I'm a hustler making moves and making money
I'm in a Y-3s and you're wearing Yeezys
You a f**kboy, lame, you can't beat me
You can't beat me even in the nighttime
That Gosha on me, 3 am so I still shine
Pa** the pound to the floor how I unwind
Gonna be up at the top in like no time
In like no time
Moving fast, I ain't looking at the road sings
I got different color money, I got all kinds
Want me getting in the club, we just skip lines
I been off the pack, it's the gas
Your girl said she love me, sh*t attached
Why you talking?
All your goons, they attack
Hit them fast, grab the cash, wear a mask
F**k a judge and f**k a charge
IS300, triple charge
Duck the clutch and hear the tires screech
Y-3 on my feet, oh my god, you can't compete
Only 17, my name up on the street
5 grams up in my wood, that's just how it be
I be wearing my own brand, you like what you see
My life moving quick, living in my destiny
My life moving quick, living in my destiny
My life moving quick, living in my destiny
My life moving quick, living in my destiny
My life moving quick, gonna be the death of me
F**k
