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trizz - the prophit lyrics

[produced by: seven]

[verse 1: trizz]
ay, they know why i’m here like i’m marshawn lynch
i just came for the money making dollars and cents (n+gga)
i commit i put it down when i’m talking my sh+t (yeah)
everybody turn they head when i walk in this b+tch (what up!) so get a grip
they know i’m weird so they nosey as sh+t (yeah)
tryna be all in my business who i’m bonin’ and sh+t
i’m over this sh+t, i’m posted up i’m smoking a spliff
n+gga why am i so different do i want this sh+t
so many side women do i know this b+tch (yeah)
contemplating my girl like do i want this b+tch (yeah)
i’m going through so much sh+t it make me oh so sick
so i be throwing up these bars to make me oh so rich n+gga i spit tha’s why these record labels on my d+ck
but i got my own money dog i’m on my sh+t
i’m a pit you just a poodle and you don’t know sh+t
walking around slauson don’t know where to sick play my position it’s my mission to get in where i fit
marking these spark targets and i hit what i hit
long as i hit it ain’t nothing out of reach n+gga i get it
the blood of a hustler i’m built in my momma image i’ma vivid description she did more than just the kitchen
old many businesses getting it flipping dividends
my dad had it too so the grind all in my dna
if i go broke i ain’t trippin’ i’m gon’ be okay
my heart race whenever i hear the beat drop (what up seven!)
kick back i’m going until the beat stop
this sh+t knock i’m known for dropping these heat rocks
you try to pick them up you go’ drop ’em n+gga cause these hot
what am i thinking with all this ink on my body
word to my n+gga gotti (?)
he going through some sh+t that’s my n+gga i still got him
if somebody got a problem then i’m pullin’ up behind him
my homies know how i get down they know i’m real solid
i never been a follower i have my own pockets
go in my own wallet whenever we was out shopping and they know i’m socking n+ggas whenever it start poppin’
they know the name from the illin’ down to compton
live and die by the west side i had no other option
objective is to profit deposit after deposit anyway that i can get it i got it so who gon’ stop it
n+gga
straight up n+gga who gon’ stop it
they ain’t getting this profit
sign who n+gga? that money better be right

- trizz lyrics

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