Jimmy Kran - Fate Vs. Destiny

Pray to god hoping that I don't sin
Put ink to the pad with the pen
My demons wanna fight can't win
So I chill with them instead shit
Yeah I got a lot of habits
Remember sleeping with mom, no mattress
My thoughts insane try hard to maintain
So I light up the wood no matches
Working hard for the brighter days
Scheming hard for the better pay
Used to chase a bitch, now I chase a bag
Cuz lord know I ain't tryna get played
And I gotta get myself through college
Cuz staying home ain't no option
And if I work real hard til the sun come up
Then maybe Ima have big pockets
Mom ask if I'm ok
Told her don't worry ma cuz I got it
And I'm out late makin all the plays
Cuz lord know I don't have no option
But Ima get up out this bitch, Ima cop that foreign whip
Windows tinted they can't see what's in it when I'm smokin out the zip
Been my own man from the very start no hand outs in this bitch
And shorty want my heart told her it's cold up in this bitch
And I'm not with the fake shit
See that shit comin from a distance
Too many of y'all so basic
Can't fw me cuz I'm different
Can't talk rn just listen
I'm Jordan y'all my Pippens
And your shorty is my mistress
Talk down on me but I'm winnin
Tryna pull up in some shit that I can't even pronounce
Tryna rock shows at the house blues and you still sittin in your house
Can't stop til I see one mil in my fucking bank account
And Ima keep going till that shit becomes way too hard to count, I'm out

Fuck how you feel, I'm chasin a dream
Droppin the top enjoying the scene
I'm living life just getting this green, getting this green
Said fuck how you feeling, I'm chasin a dream
Beating my fate with destiny
I'm beating my fate with destiny, ya dig?

Written by:
Jimmy Kran

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