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qntvn - prolly the illest lyrics

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hook

prolly the illest alive
prolly the illest to rhyme
prolly the best

demonic with flows
when i’m rapping for show
stealing your hearts and your souls
prolly possessed

prolly the kid with the gold on his wrist and his heart on his sleeve
prolly the next

no probabilities about the rest, streets got my number they call me the best

verse 1

can’t hold on to the sh+t that’s inside of me
so i left the throne for the toilet seat
as i start to embrace what the streets has been calling the boy i let go of the probablies
pen game as solid as socrates
i let go of the doubt in me
never pay mind to the people that’s doubting me
i was obsessed begging people to vouch for me s on my chest did the superman dance now the people i saved done forgot that sh+t
have to replace all the fakes in my face and erase all the names of the wanna be’s
let’s put the whole game in a choke hold
these n+ggas is acting too comfortable that sh+t improbable everyone claiming they got gold
i sold my soul to myself
i am the devil the son and the spirit i’m telling you now that my presence is h+ll
places i’ve been through will leave your ass traumatized if you’re still going i’m wishing you well
i tripped and i fell off for pride
i’m starting a new wave to ride
i put all these b+tches aside
now i’m
hook

prolly the illest alive
prolly the illest to rhyme
prolly the best

demonic with flows
when i’m rapping for show
stealing your hearts and your souls
prolly possessed

prolly the kid with the gold on his wrist and his heart on his sleeve
prolly the next

no probabilities about the rest, streets got my number they call me the best

verse 2

tie up my laces, full speed to the bag
runaway from these hoes thats full speed to the bank
i blow smoke in they face, it’s illegal to brag
got a bag on my back gotta fill it with racks
never sold dope but i whip like i did way i’m flippin this brick is just mad
way i’m ditching these b+tches is sad
beat it, go michael, they calling me bad, yeah
plant me a seed gotta grow it
that’s my definition of growing
i bounce with the best, that’s a flex
yeah, that’s my definition of balling
it really ring different when money calling..
i guess we’re all in
your n+ggas tripping they hashing out molley
i get the cash disappear to be honest
i see the difference ‘tween humble and modest
but i refuse to be neither
i just head from madiba
i wanna stop popping pills just to feel stuff
you gotta stop all the drinking to feel tough
you n+ggas should go get your act straight
you b+tches should go get your fact straight
that sh+t there is your new mandate
while i just sit back and contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

hook

prolly the illest alive
prolly the illest to rhyme
prolly the best

demonic with flows
when i’m rapping for show
stealing your hearts and your souls
prolly possessed

prolly the kid with the gold on his wrist and his heart on his sleeve
prolly the next

no probabilities about the rest, streets got my number they call me the best

verse 3

they got my heart in a freezer
the flows getting lethal
might cut heads, don’t know most these n+ggas
the studio home for a n+gga
now hold on bestow as i glow on you n+ggas
i’m on some sick ass annointed sh+t
you on this track with a pick and a shovel i know that you dig it
i know that you’re with it
head is too big for a building and i’m on some c+cky sh+t
i feed this c+ck to b+tches
dont let em know the business
none of em know the mrs
i’m dropping hits
i do not know no misses
i know how dope this sh+t is
i know how cursed the gift is
you had me crossed like jesus
i need the fake ones to stop it
the phonies to drop it
no you do not talk when you know i’m the topic
no you do not type when you know i’m the subject
and honestly bruv it’s been known that i got it so please get your head out the way fore i pop it
outro

if you think you got sh+t to say, please..

think of the answer to this

who is the kid



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