Prophecy II Lyrics

This should be the easy part

I don't know why niggas is tripping

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So what's my prophecy?

Tinted windows on my private jet

What I want my life to be

Only see me when you see me

That's my type of privacy

I'll show up when I show up

Sorry, this is what it gotta be

Reckless how I'm poking bears

These balls I got a lot of these

So what's my legacy?

Flirting with the reaper

Got my heart beating right out of me

Lucky number seven

I should try my luck at lottery

All these lights are shining

Got me charged up like some batteries. Batteries

Moment of silence

Or moment of truth to you

How many people can vouch for you

Until you see the booths for you

Until you see the youth in you

To know to use these tools for good

Not to confuse these stupid rules

Like schools with yutes

Just pick and choose

Either your sleep or snooze

Working these days past noon

My head can't even fit in the room

I'm plotting on different tunes

Til one day we gon' steal the moon

Despicable me, Im Gru

Don't like your plate? I'll take your food

hating me then, how's my attitude

Trigger me now, I'm a different dude

Try understanding me

If all you did was fuck up all your shots

Sorta feels like robbery

Playing with my luck, I'll bet a buck

I'll boost the economy

If you're gonna hate me

Please just hate me for my honesty, Honestly

So what's my prophecy?

Tinted windows on my private jet

What I want my life to be

Only see me when you see me

That's my type of privacy

I'll show up when I show up

Sorry, this is what it gotta be

Reckless how I'm poking bears

These balls I got a lot of these

So what's my legacy?

Flirting with the reaper

Got my heart beating right out of me

Lucky number seven

I should try my luck at lottery

All these lights are shining

Got me charged up like some batteries. Batteries

I'd rather be left alone

Than dealing with these phones

I'd rather be in my zone

But some shit gotta go

I'd rather now set the tone

Movin' a mountain, a stepping stone

Burnin' some trees, get these bitches stoned

Iced out aura, It's horrify

It's one in a million

You are a billion

I heard about people, they talk about feelings

Feelings that cap to the ceilin'

Others will kill for a livin

I'm guilty of makin' a killin'

Take it a trail, I'm standin' on business

Innocent livin these moments so vivid

Picasso predicted these pictures

Prayed for some angels

God sent me some sisters

I'm makin' decisions

Breakin' it down, No, not will collision

My weapon of choice

Is to use intuition

Fruits that grew to fruition

I'm biting on apple

I'm rockin' this mission

These are the gems

That were hidden or missin'

A miracle that these people were wishin

Stay for a few, They will judge but not listen

Walk in my shoes, we can all reminisce this

So what's my prophecy?

Tinted windows on my private jet

What I want my life to be

Only see me when you see me

That's my type of privacy

I'll show up when I show up

Sorry, this is what it gotta be

Reckless how I'm poking bears

These balls I got a lot of these

So what's my legacy?

Flirting with the reaper

Got my heart beating right out of me

Lucky number seven

I should try my luck at lottery

All these lights are shining

Got me charged up like some batteries. Batteries

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