Predestined

First things first I Rico
Gets all the money
Gang nem upping that shit if you looking funny
The rabbit got the gun I graduated from bunny
The energy is shifting for sure, I'm still hungry
Girls wanna fuck me
Love me, maybe destruct me
I swerve through it all
Successes are waiting for me
Ten steps ahead of the curve, I'm hard to study
Your last nigga never could be me, so fuck buddy
But back to the basics, Chacon was born the greatest
You should've known sooner, excuse em for the hiatus
We level up as time goes on, they can't deflate us
I bet you we the ones who prevail, take it to Vegas
Gather all your chips & throw them up on the table
Chacon spits nothing but facts, no fable
I'm back spitting nothing but crack, I feel enabled
Eliminate all of the Cain when you an Abel

But the time gone tell
I'm trying to make into heaven, shit I'm tired of hell
Everybody falling short, might do the same as well
But I hope I get a chance I got a story to tell
Got records to sell, vivid dreams to express clear
Pendant on my neck blinging like a chandelier
If a nigga being honest, man I had a shitty year
But me, pain, and a mic is a rapper's biggest fear
But the time gone tell
I'm trying to make into heaven, shit I'm tired of hell
Everybody falling short, might do the same as well
But I hope I get a chance I got a story to tell
Got records to sell, vivid dreams to express clear
Pendant on my neck blinging like a chandelier
If a nigga being honest, man I had a shitty year
But me, pain, and a mic is a rapper's biggest fear

Pay attention when you toast
It's a nigga in your circle who be mad when you boast
But he know that you came from the slums to a goat
Stay solid, eyes open, cold world, grab a coat
They wanna see you fail, they wanna see you die
People wanna take your life, make your mama fucking cry
If the vibe ain't clicking, fake niggas move aside
Fuck your pride, stay alive, just survive the genocide

LeBron James of the mic recording
Women love me in my city like I'm Michael Jordan
Bless you niggas with my style cause it's so rewarding
Break her headboard while my top hits is bill boarding
I remember we was back on the block
My ex still around
You know she right back on my cock
Repertoire still the same like I'm punching a clock
Dissing my name will get a nigga put in a box
Bitch niggas still hating cause it seem cool
Baddest bitches on my dick since grade school
She wanna go public but she can't take da ridicule
Stop the cap
You know my lady she been a jewel you niggas fools
Everybody wanna be from the Raq
Everybody wanna be like us
Tell em get back
We the trend setters
I don't really need feedback
We bully niggas give them panic attacks
No rap bap

Pay attention when you toast
It's a nigga in your circle who be mad when you boast
But he know that you came from the slums to a goat
Stay solid, eyes open, cold world, grab a coat
But the time gone tell
I'm trying to make into heaven, shit I'm tired of hell
Everybody falling short, might do the same as well
But I hope I get a chance I got a fucking story to tell



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Writer(s): Fredrick Johnson
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