c47eb - prophet lyrics
i been tryna grow, i’m tryna pop
when they realize i got bars, why the f+ck they still act shocked
i been doin this and y’all been sleepin that sh+t better stop
i be headin to the headin to the heading to the i be, i be
i be headin to the top are ya comin with me
i be headin to the top are ya comin with me
i be headin to the top are ya comin with me
i be headin to the top, i be, i be
young prophet, takin off like rocket
keep the trees like groot, so high i’m asking where the top is
any flow or topic, my wave you can’t stop it
47 b+tches takin off they f+ckin tops is
the only way for me to calm down
caleb, put the f+ckin bombs down
tell these kids to play me on loud
but n0body listens think i’m in the wrong town
i got really drunk and i woke up on your mom’s couch, sh+t
get out my way if you ain’t with the vision
ain’t got time to wait while you makin decisions
i got energy like i’m nuclear fission
i’m makin incisions, i’m very efficient
and in addition, i’m runnin these missions
i’m like a magician, a magic musician
i’m k!lling these liars so call they physician
and i always rap about my own position
i had pot to p+ss in, i do f+ck these b+tches
yes i’m a pirate i don’t ask permission
no i’m not violent, i’m more like tactician
and i use my verses like they’re ammunition, godd+mn
i be headin to the top are ya comin with me
i be headin to the top are ya comin with me
i be headin to the top are ya comin with me
i be headin to the top, i be, i be
i be headin to the top are ya comin with me
i be headin to the top are ya comin with me
i be headin to the top are ya comin with me
i be headin to the top, i be, i be
don’t get in my way, don’t take from my plate
get the f+ck up out my face, i know that you used to hate
that was last week
oh boy you late
telling me you followed me on spotify, and you really like b+tterflies
oh my god that’s really f+ckin great
hope you play me through your speakers
your girl likes me cause i speak her
language. my bed goes ee+err
that’s a onomatopei+er
put her on a matress, she love how i do this sh+t like it’s just practice
i been puffin on too much of the strong i keep on gettin distracted
what the f+ck do i even smoke for
prayin that i never ever go poor
you try to hide it but i know you got my name stuck on your lips like a cold sore
when they hear the track they like oh sh+t
47 can you give us more hits
i know you ain’t even shared my last f+ckin track, so i hit you with that gomu+gomu no b+tch
i be headin to the top are ya comin with me
i be headin to the top are ya comin with me (it’s still f+ck skytag)
i be headin to the top are ya comin with me (still looking for my dad)
i be headin to the top, i be, i be (pull your b+tch with a f+ckin straw hat on my head)
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