3ktrae - Destined Lyrics

Aye Tleck, turn me up
Told me pick up a mic it would be something great
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
3k Yeah
Told me pick up a mic it would be something great
And when I talk about real life, mane y'all can't relate
Cus' yall living in this fantasy its so fake
And when im round' certain people mane they so fake
Tryin' get a dime outta dollar, can't get a cent
Gotta go back to the past
Gotta reminisce
Devil on my shoulder
God in my conscience
Whispered in my ear tryin' kill my confidence
Told me I would be nothing
Yeah he told me I would be nothing
But I knew that I would be something
Gotta make a change
Yeah I gotta lead the way
So the guys behind me, they can be something
Pull up and the beat bumpin'
Then I hopped on the track
My cold feet running
They all turned they back
And swore that they wouldn't
Its a cold, cold world
Doing things that we shouldn't
Yeah we knowing that we shouldn't but things started happening
Walked up on bro and he asked whats crackin
Fists got to flying and them boys got to scrapin'
B left him on the ground sleep, now he nappin'
I wanna go away to a house and cabin
It feels like a hole in my heart still stabin'
Depressed thoughts in my mind, it's a bad habit
Put all my hurt and my pain in this rapping
Told me pick up a mic it would be something great
And when I talk about real life, mane y'all can't relate
Cus' yall living in this fantasy its so fake
And when im round' certain people mane they so fake
Tryin' get a dime outta dollar, can't get a cent
Gotta go back to the past
Gotta reminisce
Devil on my shoulder
God in my conscience
Whispered in my ear tryin' kill my confidence
They see the way I'm rapping and they say I do it fluently
Can't wait to hit a million and give back to the community
Pay back all my debts to all of those that have influenced me
And pave a road for all the little kids that I'm influencing
I know my mama prays every night, she's scared of losing me
Only God knows the time and day that he'll be choosing me
Staying high off life and I'm dodging death elusively
Some try to hide their pain with drugs but I express mine musically
Yeah, musically
Y'all just keep amusing me
I try to be a nice guy but I swear that y'all just using me
Day-by-day, yeah I notice
You gotta block fake and you gotta stay focused
Told me pick up a mic it would be something great
And when I talk about real life, mane y'all can't relate
Cus' yall living in this fantasy its so fake
And when im round' certain people mane they so fake
Tryin' get a dime outta dollar, can't get a cent
Gotta go back to the past
Gotta reminisce
Devil on my shoulder
God in my conscience
Whispered in my ear tryin' kill my confidence
Why you tryin' kill my confidence?
Why you tryin' kill my confidence?
Why you tryin' kill my confidence?
Why you?

Aye Tleck, turn me up
Told me pick up a mic it would be something great
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
3k Yeah
Told me pick up a mic it would be something great
And when I talk about real life, mane y'all can't relate
Cus' yall living in this fantasy its so fake
And when im round' certain people mane they so fake
Tryin' get a dime outta dollar, can't get a cent
Gotta go back to the past
Gotta reminisce
Devil on my shoulder
God in my conscience
Whispered in my ear tryin' kill my confidence
Told me I would be nothing
Yeah he told me I would be nothing
But I knew that I would be something
Gotta make a change
Yeah I gotta lead the way
So the guys behind me, they can be something
Pull up and the beat bumpin'
Then I hopped on the track
My cold feet running
They all turned they back
And swore that they wouldn't
Its a cold, cold world
Doing things that we shouldn't
Yeah we knowing that we shouldn't but things started happening
Walked up on bro and he asked whats crackin
Fists got to flying and them boys got to scrapin'
B left him on the ground sleep, now he nappin'
I wanna go away to a house and cabin
It feels like a hole in my heart still stabin'
Depressed thoughts in my mind, it's a bad habit
Put all my hurt and my pain in this rapping
Told me pick up a mic it would be something great
And when I talk about real life, mane y'all can't relate
Cus' yall living in this fantasy its so fake
And when im round' certain people mane they so fake
Tryin' get a dime outta dollar, can't get a cent
Gotta go back to the past
Gotta reminisce
Devil on my shoulder
God in my conscience
Whispered in my ear tryin' kill my confidence
They see the way I'm rapping and they say I do it fluently
Can't wait to hit a million and give back to the community
Pay back all my debts to all of those that have influenced me
And pave a road for all the little kids that I'm influencing
I know my mama prays every night, she's scared of losing me
Only God knows the time and day that he'll be choosing me
Staying high off life and I'm dodging death elusively
Some try to hide their pain with drugs but I express mine musically
Yeah, musically
Y'all just keep amusing me
I try to be a nice guy but I swear that y'all just using me
Day-by-day, yeah I notice
You gotta block fake and you gotta stay focused
Told me pick up a mic it would be something great
And when I talk about real life, mane y'all can't relate
Cus' yall living in this fantasy its so fake
And when im round' certain people mane they so fake
Tryin' get a dime outta dollar, can't get a cent
Gotta go back to the past
Gotta reminisce
Devil on my shoulder
God in my conscience
Whispered in my ear tryin' kill my confidence
Why you tryin' kill my confidence?
Why you tryin' kill my confidence?
Why you tryin' kill my confidence?
Why you?