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Destined Video (MV)




Performed By: Manolo Bateman
Language: English
Length: 3:20
Written by: Michael Orta




Manolo Bateman - Destined Lyrics
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Woke up 2 thrill
Pop a red pill
Give a F how u feel
Me no force it
Need a corvette
Rollin like Tony Dorsette
Jedi's we got da force within
Im on da court in 4's
Hungry stacking money like, in drawers
Now we in resorts wit whores
Ma uncle rolls the coke Porsche its tinted
Small talk olympics n y'all holding torch i'm ill'n
Just let me be, what i'm goin be
Family , Holy, Allah OG
Its no remorse of course finna smoke O's in bora bora
Space ghost coat 2 coat wit a Deborah
Mo flows than torahs n menorahs
I let it come
4 ever young billy Maddison my aura
Golden beach, know exactly what to do
Catch me round the loot wit da Russos n da Jews
Im peeping game, i'm takin aim
Nothin will ever be the same
Its a shame
Secret society, trying to keep an eye on me
Crucifix da T dot the third eye on me
Heaven knows i'm high as hell
Will I make it through this hell
Will I make it will I fail only time can tell
Well o well
If u really G code kid u don't tell
Will I make it through da pain mainframe to da bank
Made a name yet maintained clean as a saint
Can't hang wit me less you bare the family name wit me
"Do Alot Records"
Money cars n da clothes
N i'm da star of the show
Lets see how far I can go
N only God only knows
I cant keep fallin' 4 hoes
Gotta get guap wit my bro
Whoa
Tipo sencillo, necio frio
Unlock da whole scope when I rock 4 doe
Im like da rock wit da doe
No I stay rocking dat dope
Its so potent like a rock a da dope
Now u know u know
Cubanito wit da soul cop Prada
Effortless flow like prana
Fukin whole enchilada
Makin moves like nada
Da vulture left da nest don't get finessed
Imma treasure chest,
Da best of da best
S.O.S. flex is 20 malas at da SLS
Benihanas wit da sauce and i never miss
I got dat ganja 4 ur fukin mess
U stressed?
Then hit ma line if u interest
Im showing up right on time
Nothin less
Is hella fresh
Is from da west
Im sayin less
Im da essence I must confess,
Blessed n i'm gettin pleth
Need my wrist on Rocky ain't no Bullwinkle
What u know bout da botten till ur crew leaves you?
Yeah
Mo money mo problems 4 sure, life a rollie rollercoaster
Finna go nuts when I get this c.r.e.a.m.
Im bustin' doughnuts up at da Krispy Kreme
I make dat ass clap, her whole circumference
I love to f*ck a bitches feet n watch da cum drip
Can't stop me dog
Manolo Bateman
Same city as u, can't possibly want the same shit dat I want
Comin' out this dungeon like future
Maybe
Family, Holy , Allah OG
Infinity
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Woke up 2 thrill
Pop a red pill
Give a F how u feel
Me no force it
Need a corvette
Rollin like Tony Dorsette
Jedi's we got da force within
Im on da court in 4's
Hungry stacking money like, in drawers
Now we in resorts wit whores
Ma uncle rolls the coke Porsche its tinted
Small talk olympics n y'all holding torch i'm ill'n
Just let me be, what i'm goin be
Family , Holy, Allah OG
Its no remorse of course finna smoke O's in bora bora
Space ghost coat 2 coat wit a Deborah
Mo flows than torahs n menorahs
I let it come
4 ever young billy Maddison my aura
Golden beach, know exactly what to do
Catch me round the loot wit da Russos n da Jews
Im peeping game, i'm takin aim
Nothin will ever be the same
Its a shame
Secret society, trying to keep an eye on me
Crucifix da T dot the third eye on me
Heaven knows i'm high as hell
Will I make it through this hell
Will I make it will I fail only time can tell
Well o well
If u really G code kid u don't tell
Will I make it through da pain mainframe to da bank
Made a name yet maintained clean as a saint
Can't hang wit me less you bare the family name wit me
"Do Alot Records"
Money cars n da clothes
N i'm da star of the show
Lets see how far I can go
N only God only knows
I cant keep fallin' 4 hoes
Gotta get guap wit my bro
Whoa
Tipo sencillo, necio frio
Unlock da whole scope when I rock 4 doe
Im like da rock wit da doe
No I stay rocking dat dope
Its so potent like a rock a da dope
Now u know u know
Cubanito wit da soul cop Prada
Effortless flow like prana
Fukin whole enchilada
Makin moves like nada
Da vulture left da nest don't get finessed
Imma treasure chest,
Da best of da best
S.O.S. flex is 20 malas at da SLS
Benihanas wit da sauce and i never miss
I got dat ganja 4 ur fukin mess
U stressed?
Then hit ma line if u interest
Im showing up right on time
Nothin less
Is hella fresh
Is from da west
Im sayin less
Im da essence I must confess,
Blessed n i'm gettin pleth
Need my wrist on Rocky ain't no Bullwinkle
What u know bout da botten till ur crew leaves you?
Yeah
Mo money mo problems 4 sure, life a rollie rollercoaster
Finna go nuts when I get this c.r.e.a.m.
Im bustin' doughnuts up at da Krispy Kreme
I make dat ass clap, her whole circumference
I love to f*ck a bitches feet n watch da cum drip
Can't stop me dog
Manolo Bateman
Same city as u, can't possibly want the same shit dat I want
Comin' out this dungeon like future
Maybe
Family, Holy , Allah OG
Infinity
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Michael Orta
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