Prophecy

I'm not after a bag, but once I achieve what I need I'll cop all of it

And after the fact, I'll have your respect and won't need more acknowledgment

Awesome and flawless and confident even your mom in my phone tryna swallow it

Shooting my shot and I'm calling it

I only allow y'all to breathe cause I'm tolerant

They always get angry when white boys are rappin' so hard they take over the game

That drives me insane- I feel we the same

But some people out there aren't feeling the same

What you get mad? Cause I spit facts

Cause I'm so vicious I'm coming like that

Fuck all of that I'm after the cash, come drown my problems in diamonds and stacks