Destiny ft. 500 Lyrics

That's a UFO she say she hardly know them

That's a UFO she say she hardly know them

That's a UFO she say she hardly know them

Bitches know wassup with me just like I'm Shawty Lo

Crash out on these hoes ain't have my back but I ain't have shit to show them

Cooking heat with Stony P

Goat saying like I'm Goating

When you talking on this bitch she say it sound like floating

Some my niggas still scratch the block, just like old school post man

I'm the one who hit the scene, just off no promotions

Say yes we can and gave em hope, sounding like a spokesman

Aye

Used to ball all day nowadays we call them plays like coaches

Got folks nem toting heat nshit I'm Erik Spoelstra

Feel like G Sinatra big ass gun im toting

Sit yo glockie on the glass I hope you wear a holster

I was broke tryna run my bread up watching niggas loafing

Block hot keep a toaster

All this paper on me keep a folder

Tryna find some love

Found out the hoes was out here moving bogus

Fell in love with my best she broke my heart but that shit kept me focused

Nowadays it ain't pape about the stress aint shit we stressing over

Shoot a nigga on his corner then I step right over

Time is money, you can't find a bigger chance to spend it over

These niggas my sons like I said fuck the world, she bent it over

Cant cheat the game, she bad enough, it got me tempted on her

Stoner shit but I might fuck round, put this pimping on

Always kept my stick like we had fishes on us

We was stacking so much pape they thought we kept a printer on us

Gang