Lyrics Prophet - Money Man

Prophet - Money Man
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Prophet, artist - Money Man. Album song Nameless - EP, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.09.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Black Circle, EMPIRE
Song language: English

Prophet

I knew nigga real big they shoot at the kids
I be
Know some NBA players I’m servin' them zips
She walk in and she give me brain off the rip
Got a child she look like Nash Cliff
For them blue hundreds them niggas be desperate
I kept me a red out of Oakland and book it
Designer smoke got the car I’m in foggy
I re-up in the mountains the terrain is rocky
I’m just in the future I feel like a Prophet
I keep me a rocket I ain’t talkin' bout Johnny
I’m sellin' like Clyde I just need me a Bonny
Five years ago used to trap out a Hyundai
Went up to Starbucks and got me a Latte
Used to get mid and my plug was an ese
Dropped out of college ain’t writing no essay
But I go mail out a pack the next day
Save the environment I bought a Tesla
You gotta charge this shit this car electric
After we fuck we gon' get some nourishment
I give that young nigga words of encouragement
I take them boys off them pills and I’m servin' em
Niggas they jealous my sisters is hurtin' em
I talk them clothes off and I get to workin her
Pull up to trap and we hop out convertables
She give me face and that shit was phenomenal
Five different colors and Balenci’s they tropical
Me cut my homeboys but that is impossible
Said shit they gonna transform
At the dealership and I paid cash for 'em
Oldschool I digi the dash-board
Give you these bullets If you ask for 'em
Lil mama with me she lookin' like Cuban Doll
Feelin like Steve Urkel Louie V overall
Thousand P’s sit on the back of a pickup truck
Catch a play then call my BM to pick me up
I knew nigga real big they shoot at the kids
I be
Know some NBA players I’m servin' them zips
She walk in and she give me brain off the rip
Got a child she look like Nash Cliff
For them blue hundreds them niggas be desperate
I kept me a red out of Oakland and book it
Designer smoke got the car I’m in foggy
I re-up in the mountains the terrain is rocky
I’m just in the future I feel like a Prophet
I keep me a rock I ain’t talkin' bout Janet

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