Phrophecy

Follow 0 fans

Sha the Flash

3:27

2 Views

 Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons!

F*ck just- just
Okay spilling close to home 
Get my father off the phone
Lord knows I'm the oldest, coldest
Wipe your nose and disappear 
Like hocus pocus
Golden choker grip the tension
Let me focus 
I know I deserve a plaque
Maybe a section on the posters
Smoking back to back to back to back 
I know they know I'm the dopest 
I know they is not beneath 
But dig my tracks just like some Gophers 
Pray I harvest all my fruits before we get to times of locusts 
Niggas bugging underneath 
I left my heart right at the surface 
Palms is sweaty all the time 
Drop the ball they think I'm nervous 
Turn my water into wine 
Tell me I fulfilled my purpose 
Know you said it wouldn't be sweet 
I ain't mean to feel deserted 
Hit some homies "Where you at?" 
That no response so undeserving 
Hit my shorty on the side
That thang be tighter than a virgin 
Got to work no questions asked 
Fuel and fire for the verses 
Put the work up in my bag
Dropped it off got back to working 
Just picked up another class
I check my phone it's back to serving 
Nights I feel like I'm on top 
Morning feel like I'm the worst and
Think my sun is coming down 
Sunday morning slide to church and 
Hit the block, it's family only 
Who you know what your worth is 
Did you hit us advance 
Seems to me, you niggas purping 

I play father for the hopeless, who I'm sonning now 
Loading clips up in a verse like, oo he gunning now
This for days was smacking funions, nothing's funny now 
I roll my troubles in a wood like, who we hunting now 
Say I run like million legs but ain't no bugging out 
I toss troubles up to God, He threw my troubles out 
The jig is up I saw it coming, I break puzzles down 
Swear I'm screaming out for help but I hear muffled sounds 

(He bugging out)
Ain't no more dapping around I'm knocking it down they say put your heart in a gift 
Shit feel like bleeding I healed all the wounds in back now I'm putting in back in my wrist 
Hit a return on investments I bond with the game f*ck a pitch put it back in a hit 
Said I thought they would support me a label endorsing that begging was making me sick 
Really sometimes I feel like it's f*ck all of these niggas and rappers I wish I could quit 
Stuck in my feelings I know there's a chance that the dreams that be haunting ain't making me rich 
Look to be honest man all that I wanted was not to lose light of that hope as a kid 

20 years later 
I'm taking them shots with no vest 
Telling death that it is what it is 
So now I'm killing these niggas and 
Stealing the trophy my brother 
You know how it get 
Homies been hungry 
You know how I'm coming
I need the whole meal i ain't talking a chip 
Tell shorty drop her location
The homie gone scoop you to ride me 
We call that a Lyft 
Pull out out some hunnids 
I'm balancing boxes and wrapping 
Now that's when I call that a gift 
Honestly dopest nigga in my element 
Smelling them flyest nigga
F*ck a pelican 
Pedaling real to you 
Wish they gave a f*ck 
Know I'm trying my best to forgive 
Look I'm on fire it's too late to flip back the chorus
I might as well burn me a bridge 
Just wish that cuzzy would call me
I feel like it's time but 
I wanna say half of it's his 

Loading clips up in a verse like, oo he gunning now
This for days was smacking funions, nothing's funny now 
I roll my troubles in a wood like, who we hunting now 
Say I run like million legs but ain't no bugging out 
I toss troubles up to God, He threw my troubles out 
The jig is up I saw it coming, I break puzzles down 
Swear I'm screaming out for help but they hear muffled sounds 
It's bugging out

 Watch: New Singing Lesson Videos Can Make Anyone A Great Singer