Prophet

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 shit 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 bitches takin off they fuckin tops is… the only way for me to calm down Caleb, put the fuckin bombs down, tell these kids to play me on loud But nobody listens think I’m in the wrong town I got really drunk and I woke up on your mom’s couch, shit 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 killing these liars so call they physician And I always rap about my own position I had pot to piss in, I do f*ck these bitches 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, goddamn 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 Butterflies Oh my god that’s really fuckin 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 shit 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 shit 47 can you give us more hits I know you ain’t even shared my last fuckin track, so I hit you with that gomu gomu no bitch 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 bitch with a fuckin straw hat on my head)