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Titre:
Destiny
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Rollin', I don't need to eat (Rollin') Pills turn me into a monster, I been a beast I'm who I was meant to be Gettin' my racks, fulfilling my destiny (Racks) Drip, I got sauce on me Study my formula, they want the recipe Keepin' my Glock on me (Brr) 'Cause protection don't feel like a vest to me Turned to a opp and we sent that boy up to God and He keep on blessing me I don't worry 'bout blogs, I can see through the fog with these LED leds sittin' comfortably My neck like a shore, I get plenty of whores, man, these Elliottt diamonds do somethin' to me Openin' doors, why would I keep givin' you more if you still don't do nothin' for mе? Christian Dior, marble my floors Step like a pimp whеn I put on velour I poured a four, think I need more Count all my racks until my thumbs get sore I give my bro my code to my safe I stay with my dawg like a shoe and a lace Deal with my problems, never evade Tapped with the mob as a man, I'm made Livin' my passion, the money a plus Least I know I could go shoppin' all day Respect is a must, I'll never get touched My shooter a skunk, everybody get sprayed Goin' all in, I'm callin' they bluff I'm with a bad bitch and I'm pokin' her face All of my cars be goin' real fast Got six hundred horses, you don't wanna race Rollin', I don't need to eat (Rollin') Pills turn me into a monster, I been a beast I'm who I was meant to be Gettin' my racks, fulfilling my destiny (Racks) Drip, I got sauce on me Study my formula, they want the recipe Keepin' my Glock on me (Brr) 'Cause protection don't feel like a vest to me Turned to an opp and we sent that boy up to God and He keep on blessing me I don't worry 'bout blogs, I can see through the fog with these LED lights sittin' comfortably My neck like a shore, I get plenty of whores, man, these Elliottt diamonds do somethin' to me Openin' doors, why would I keep givin' you more if you still don't do nothin' for me?