Tabius Tate - Determination Lyrics
All I ever had was a dream and a prayerSaid all I ever ad was a dream and a prayerDreams come trueIf God blessed me, then He will bless youDreams come trueIf God blessed me, He gonna bless youYou know what, I can get no jobI got thoughts of selling cocaineMy uncle got cancer, need medication and RogaineNiggas out here walking, no gas, they selling propaneY'all niggas is robbing, turning niggas to low mainChinese choppers, they bust you, tell you they SiameseTwin, double shoters, I know you niggas will try meWhy me? You ain't gave me shit, nigga, I took itAnd you ain't taking shit from me, partner, so quit that lookingI'm older, plus I know this world is getting colderI take a lot of pictures exposing that motor rollerBeauty is in the eyes of the beholderGrip told me cuz' stay focused, don't let them fold youUp like the papers in Manilla, you niggas sweet as vanillaSo I stay cool, in the fur of my chinchillaAnd out the gates of what I'm truly considered a real niggaAnd gangsta don't mean you banging and kill niggasAnd you lil' niggas need to chill and live, niggaThis shit you dying for ain't going to hell with youHope you got assurance, my nigga, and ice packsYou gonna pray to God that Lucifer slice thatTime that you living and die, where you go when you dieYou never know, just hope you float in the skyThey tell you go to school and get a degreeBut niggas with their Masters' at the tin service, working with meThe never told me get my certification, but they hired a white boyIn high school who daddy owned some placesI applied for, I ain't stopped then, I applied moreGot a job two weeks late, I got fired from bothGot a pound of that herb for 8, 50, sold it for 13, like damn, I sell it quicklyWhy is this so sticky, my niggas, they still smokingAin't no taxes on that *****, the government don't promote itI figured if they scared just say and deny quotingHope your brain cells stay lower and we devoted to the hocus pocusAbracadabra, magical lotionThe locomotive handsome Tabius Tate when he flowingRowing, hoping that I'mma stay in my lane, never to changeBut I work for the better, never do it in vaneInsane, I established the moments to make progressIt's a process, like waking without a carYes, bless, I gave God all praises, shorty had my back when I was achingEvery time, Lord knows I was stressing away in my head and mindI was five cents, shorty helped me make a dimeMy city dying and I'm trying to erase the crimeYeah, Lord forgive me for all my sinsTabius Tate music.comWanna thank you all for coming out, know what I'm sayingOne more shot, gone
