Destiny
Is this my destiny
I'm just sitting here waiting
Wasting my time
Pacing back and forth, why
I can think about so many tears that I cried while
My mind shredded and edit the message
It was going better but I headed for the exit
Gas tank on empty
Go to the gas station, grab some unleaded
And don't forget to snag cash for the lettuce
What used to be hash is just gas from the medics
Paralyzed on my ass, where I set it
Traumatized from my past
Ghosts up in it, so authentic
Cook the roast delicious
Let's have a toast for the bitches
Posted with midgets
Getting close to quitting
All life is, is a joke that is written
From the host of a show that is scripted
Like Oceans Eleven
The worlds not enough, 007
You better look back at what I spoke
It shouldn't take much time
For it to sink in that I wrote that
Don't choke on your peanuts
While you sip Cappuccino
We don't want that
My adrenaline is pumping
Like I tricked the Casino
Couple hundred down in chips
It's all counterfeit, fuck that
You didn't call me and I really waited
All my life there's something I've been chasing
I could keep it to myself
Wouldn't share with no one else
And I been holding on too long
And I know it feels so wrong
Want you standing next to me
Guess it ain't my destiny
Guess it ain't my destiny
I been thinking what I'm gonna do
I've been drinking, thinking bout you
I know that as time goes on
I have lived my life all wrong
So I guess I'll wait and see
What the world has planned for me
I'm just sitting here waiting
Wasting my time
Pacing back and forth, why
I can think about so many tears that I cried while
My mind shredded and edit the message
It was going better but I headed for the exit
Gas tank on empty
Go to the gas station, grab some unleaded
And don't forget to snag cash for the lettuce
What used to be hash is just gas from the medics
Paralyzed on my ass, where I set it
Traumatized from my past
Ghosts up in it, so authentic
Cook the roast delicious
Let's have a toast for the bitches
Posted with midgets
Getting close to quitting
All life is, is a joke that is written
From the host of a show that is scripted
Like Oceans Eleven
The worlds not enough, 007
You better look back at what I spoke
It shouldn't take much time
For it to sink in that I wrote that
Don't choke on your peanuts
While you sip Cappuccino
We don't want that
My adrenaline is pumping
Like I tricked the Casino
Couple hundred down in chips
It's all counterfeit, fuck that
You didn't call me and I really waited
All my life there's something I've been chasing
I could keep it to myself
Wouldn't share with no one else
And I been holding on too long
And I know it feels so wrong
Want you standing next to me
Guess it ain't my destiny
Guess it ain't my destiny
I been thinking what I'm gonna do
I've been drinking, thinking bout you
I know that as time goes on
I have lived my life all wrong
So I guess I'll wait and see
What the world has planned for me
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Writer(s): Gregory Ledbetter
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