Prophets With Profit

Lyrics

[Intro: KEY! & OG Maco] (Damn, Brandon) Lotta niggas wanna hate on me, What's the reason? Nigga, who knows Lotta niggas wanna hate on me, What's the reason? Nigga, who knows See 'em focused on the wrong shit We just gonna knock the new door We just running out the new door Ay, Preaching prophets I'm just preaching prophets, uh Ay, Need my dollars like Crefelo, uh, need my dollars like Crefelo, ay [Verse] Okay I smoke, I lean, I like smelling a motherfuckin' plate Invite her to my room, okay, now, that's a dinner date Sometimes I sit and wonder why these pussy niggas hate Then I look in the mirror, I'm reminded by my face Tryna to take a shit, I fucked up the count So I called her over cause I don't like to count it I said that ass astounding, I said that mouth astounded I tell you where I found her, fuck that fuck that fuck that Tell me where that money, I need that need that need that Happy birthday, Mack, I just bought that boy a Mac It hold 50 shots, but no need to talk bout that I had to clean the image, so I can make some extra racks I'm talkin' racks on rack on racks on racks on racks on rack on rack I really need them M's cause I ain't satisfied with stacks I had to put her out cause I wasn't satisfied with that I rather make U Guessed it, I rather count U Guessed it Yo flaw is evident, my flow is heaven sent They run up on a nigga ManMan leave em' heaven sent All these niggas ill, I know they going to Hell For fuckin' round with prophets with all that fuckin' profit [Chorus] I'mma prophet, a fuckin prophet with all this profit I'mma prophet, a fuckin prophet with all this profit We gon' profit cause I'mma prophet just like Moses he a Prophet, see KEY! a prophet, yes, I'mma prophet I'mma prophet, yeah, I'mma profit I'mma prophet, I'mma profit I'mma prophet, yeah, I'mma profit Just like Moses, I'mma prophet, Just like Moses, KEY! a prophet, a fuckin' prophet, yes, I'mma profit