[Lyric] Testimony (Destiny Marilyn)

Niggas sleeping on me cut the lights let em snore
I Got em mad, steaming hatred out there pores
A girl like me will make a nigga insecure
Make em sick till they feel it in their core
I was, made for this
Knew I would be great
Hungry for a meal and I ain’t talking bout a plate
Finally see my worth and I look at em like you late
Finesse a nigga with my looks and they gone always take the bait


Get it how I get it
Had to get by my lonely
Pat myself up on the back causе I don’t need no cеremony
They like whats Your tеstimony ?
Just gеt to the money
Either got it or you don’t
Either real are you phoney
Tried to count me out but I just waited for my turn
Now ya favorite rapper love me look at how the tables turn
My way or the highway, better do on my terms
Judge Judy on a nigga, I ain’t playing I get stern
( hook )

I’ll make a nigga learn ill make a nigga work
Point em to the bag, gotta clock In Like a clerk
And I’m frank with a nigga like my first Name must be Kirk
Wipe the smirk off your face or get popped like a perc


Popped like a Willy ,like a nigga out in Philly
I’m a idol like I’m billy
I need cheese like it’s chilly
I’m a dog off the leash
Product of the struggle
So It’s ether me or you ? You better find a muzzle
I’m Flexing on a nigga cause I got it out the muscle
I could brag more but I decided to be humble
Cause just how fast you get it is how fast that it could crumble
And everything I been through is just pieces to the puzzle


I did it with no help
I ain't even need no guide
It’s like My pride ain’t got no feet
She won’t move out to the side
Charge it to the game ain’t got no time to sit and cry
I Gotta dream I gotta catch , no you can’t join this ride
(hook )

I’ll make a nigga learn ill make a nigga work
Point em to the bag, gotta clock In Like a clerk
And I’m frank with a nigga like my first Name must be Kirk
Wipe the smirk off your face or get popped like a perc