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 (nigga) I commit I put it down when I'm talking my shit (yeah) Everybody turn they head when I walk in this bitch (what up!) so get a grip They know I'm weird so they nosey as shit (yeah) Tryna be all in my business who I'm bonin' and shit I'm over this shit, I'm posted up I'm smoking a spliff Nigga why am I so different do I want this shit So many side women do I know this bitch (yeah) Contemplating my girl like do I want this bitch (yeah) I'm going through so much shit it make me oh so sick So I be throwing up these bars to make me oh so rich nigga I spit tha's why these record labels on my dick But I got my own money dog I'm on my shit I'm a pit you just a poodle and you don't know shit 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 nigga 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 shit knock I'm known for dropping these heat rocks You try to pick them up you go' drop 'em nigga cause these hot What am I thinking with all this ink on my body Word to my nigga Gotti (?) He going through some shit that's my nigga 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 niggas 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 Nigga Straight up nigga who gon' stop it They ain't getting this profit Sign who nigga? That money better be right