Escape the Fate
I cannot escape the fate
But I anticipate the moves
Like a shadow of a moon
Smoked a quarter passed noon (Last night)
Did a couple things I probably shouldn't do
Know it's hard but I gotta push through
We jus' tryna keep it a buck gettin' these bucks
No, this wont the first time I felt like givin' up
But this will be the last time a nihga feelin' stuck
America sellin' pie but it's hard to get a cut
When you're still 3/5s of man
That can walk on any land
With an automatic weapon and unload until it jams (DAMN)
They pitchin' propaganda
We jus sellin' weed
Only difference is they wanna do it
But we need Gz
Pay attention, lot of people say they gettin'
But they really be the bum nihgas waitin' in the wind and I will not hesitate (Nah)
I feel a hand go in my pocket it's gon' be some yellow tape
Nihgas shakin my hand when they see me around
Smile when we in person, talk when I'm not around
I told you I had a place
All you had to do was wait
But nihgas hate to be last
I cannot
I cannot escape the fate
But I anticipate the moves
Like a shadow of a moon
Smoked a quarter passed noon (Last night)
Did a couple things I probably shouldn't do
Know it's hard but I gotta push through
Time heals all but I don't have it to spare
I took the mirrors off the whip so I don't look in the rear
Kid Leer
I jus' wanna hear my name wit' the rare
REST IN POWER DOOM
Blow a bag of swag in the air
Hit up the Mob like keep the stems, I need all caps to see clear
These nihgas weird
Like a small head wit' head wit big veneers
How is being broke a fear but you never have an idea
Get a clue and a better crew, stop wasting money on yur peers
Never there when you down but got a glass in the air
Smilin' like the joker when the harlets appear
Suicide to keep em in your squad, knife in the rear
It's fucked up cuss' I wanted y'all here (Damn)
Day 1's turn in to done's
Runnin' like Warrick's son
All that talkin' got you stuck
Won't let you pull me in your rut
These nihga foldin' like Roy when Tyson hit him in the gut
Smell that garlic in my blunt
Smack yo' hand out tryna touch
Must've lost ya fuckin' mind, ain't no free rides on this bus
Yea it cost to be a boss but you pay extra lackin' trust
I burn bridges like its nothin', told them people eat the dust
Man I can't wait to go space, y'all all be fuckin' the feng shui up
I cannot escape the fate
But I anticipate the moves
Like a shadow of a moon
Smoked a quarter passed noon (Last night)
Did a couple things I probably shouldn't do
Know it's hard but I gotta push through
But I anticipate the moves
Like a shadow of a moon
Smoked a quarter passed noon (Last night)
Did a couple things I probably shouldn't do
Know it's hard but I gotta push through
We jus' tryna keep it a buck gettin' these bucks
No, this wont the first time I felt like givin' up
But this will be the last time a nihga feelin' stuck
America sellin' pie but it's hard to get a cut
When you're still 3/5s of man
That can walk on any land
With an automatic weapon and unload until it jams (DAMN)
They pitchin' propaganda
We jus sellin' weed
Only difference is they wanna do it
But we need Gz
Pay attention, lot of people say they gettin'
But they really be the bum nihgas waitin' in the wind and I will not hesitate (Nah)
I feel a hand go in my pocket it's gon' be some yellow tape
Nihgas shakin my hand when they see me around
Smile when we in person, talk when I'm not around
I told you I had a place
All you had to do was wait
But nihgas hate to be last
I cannot
I cannot escape the fate
But I anticipate the moves
Like a shadow of a moon
Smoked a quarter passed noon (Last night)
Did a couple things I probably shouldn't do
Know it's hard but I gotta push through
Time heals all but I don't have it to spare
I took the mirrors off the whip so I don't look in the rear
Kid Leer
I jus' wanna hear my name wit' the rare
REST IN POWER DOOM
Blow a bag of swag in the air
Hit up the Mob like keep the stems, I need all caps to see clear
These nihgas weird
Like a small head wit' head wit big veneers
How is being broke a fear but you never have an idea
Get a clue and a better crew, stop wasting money on yur peers
Never there when you down but got a glass in the air
Smilin' like the joker when the harlets appear
Suicide to keep em in your squad, knife in the rear
It's fucked up cuss' I wanted y'all here (Damn)
Day 1's turn in to done's
Runnin' like Warrick's son
All that talkin' got you stuck
Won't let you pull me in your rut
These nihga foldin' like Roy when Tyson hit him in the gut
Smell that garlic in my blunt
Smack yo' hand out tryna touch
Must've lost ya fuckin' mind, ain't no free rides on this bus
Yea it cost to be a boss but you pay extra lackin' trust
I burn bridges like its nothin', told them people eat the dust
Man I can't wait to go space, y'all all be fuckin' the feng shui up
I cannot escape the fate
But I anticipate the moves
Like a shadow of a moon
Smoked a quarter passed noon (Last night)
Did a couple things I probably shouldn't do
Know it's hard but I gotta push through
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Writer(s): Jarret Finley
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