Prophet ft. G.W.O.P. DOOGIE Lyrics

Let me set the record straight, I ain't comin' to debate, I feel the love and the hate

Keep my thoughts to myself cause most people can't relate

Slizz back on the island, GBI upstate, Can't complain about too much on my plate

I just wanna be great, Pray my daughter never touch ramen noodles

She already love steak, So I'ma do whatever it take

It's my job to make sure she's straight, My ex said I'm toxic

She thinkin' with her feelings instead of using her logic

She really need to stop it, I just want the profit

Sometimes I feel like a prophet, Like Moses sent the lead, my niggas out the

Project, But they rather listen to the gossip

My lil nigga keep a pocket rocket, He don't leave the crib without it

And he quick to pop it, Generational wealth

I just want deposits, Now would you look at what I found

Came across a gold mine, I ain't even have to make a sound

Wow, pick up and left town, Long way from the dirt

They was pitchin' work on the mound, You fuckin' clown

Now ain't this some shit, In this world, there's those who buy the gold

Then again, there's those who dug it up, Motherfuckers talkin' bout puttin' a nigga

On a shirt, And your ancestors picked that cotton up from

The dirt, So now you cropped them off the earth

Somebody shoulda taught you to know your worth

Down to my last, We was goin' half and half

And I still gave my last, Fuckin' it the past is the past

Hittin' your heart, Add my pain, you fuckin' laugh

Anything other than that, Shorty, I had a blast

Gwop tape closin' out, This ain't a rough draft

Your path is the oath free slizzy, GBi, Let's have a toast