true prophet Lyrics

Yeah, uh-huh

What's the point nigga, yeah

What's the point if I ain't doing it for me

Is it selfish that I wanna win, I gotta win for tee

Everybody playa or everybody p

I'm not Roddy but I put it in Gucci, uh

Did it cause I want to, not for no coochie, uh

I'm smoking by the pound, you smoke by the QP, uh

But am I wrong, for kicking bitches out

Cause they don't know none of my songs

I know you in a drought, so why you tryna put It on

She know I'm in a drought, that's why she came In with no thong

Super smooth skin, bottled up emotions

Time to empty out the gin

I don't care if it's a dollar

I'ma split it with my twin

I like thick women, skinny bitches kinda look Like men

God please give second chances to my niggas In the pen

Who this nigga is, like Judas this nigga is

I don't make the rules but I enforce them how We live

Order is the everything

I don't think my love is measured by the Wedding ring

Time will never stop

I know it's sad and that's a petty thing

Niggas fucking bickering about dollar bills

And petty change

Said this shit before but everything is very

Strange

Bitch I'm off the shrooms so I can see the

After imaging

I'm picturing a future for my niggas and my life Pain the best teacher,

I've been looking for a wife

Tender, love and care and I don't want my

Bitch to nice

Cause when she soft these niggas hard and

Problems start and then we fight

Tired of starting over, all this shit gon

End to fucking night

Pistol in my hand,

I'm aiming at the fucking blinding lights

Red and blue, my people suffering, we bleeding

Fucking white

America is set up so we never get the chance

To fight

We tired and fed up, better learn to treat

Us fucking right

Cause when we come as a collective pussy

It's rebellion

I'm down to fucking lead a nat turner

Won't fail again, nigga, yeah

Tired of killing but it's kill or be killed

And we tired of dying, nigga

Tired of the injustice let me lead the charge

Show you niggas what a prophet truly is, yeah, Baby, nigga