Prophet

Let me set the record straight, I ain't comin' to debate, I feel the love and the hate Keep my thoughts to myself cause most people can't relate Slizz back on the island, GBI upstate, Can't complain about too much on my plate I just wanna be great, Pray my daughter never touch ramen noodles She already love steak, So I'ma do whatever it take It's my job to make sure she's straight, My ex said I'm toxic She thinkin' with her feelings instead of using her logic She really need to stop it, I just want the profit Sometimes I feel like a prophet, Like Moses sent the lead, my niggas out the Project, But they rather listen to the gossip My lil nigga keep a pocket rocket, He don't leave the crib without it And he quick to pop it, Generational wealth I just want deposits, Now would you look at what I found Came across a gold mine, I ain't even have to make a sound Wow, pick up and left town, Long way from the dirt They was pitchin' work on the mound, You fuckin' clown Now ain't this some shit, In this world, there's those who buy the gold Then again, there's those who dug it up, Motherfuckers talkin' bout puttin' a nigga On a shirt, And your ancestors picked that cotton up from The dirt, So now you cropped them off the earth Somebody shoulda taught you to know your worth Down to my last, We was goin' half and half And I still gave my last, Fuckin' it the past is the past Hittin' your heart, Add my pain, you fuckin' laugh Anything other than that, Shorty, I had a blast Gwop tape closin' out, This ain't a rough draft Your path is the oath free slizzy, GBi, Let's have a toast