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JNIII - Prospect Lyrics



JNIII - Prospect Lyrics




Bitches be bitches
Ain't f*ckin with them
They go f*ck with the next
Flirt with chain on my neck
I'm the prospect get respect
Stomping your shit like I'm Seth
Prospect shit I'm the man
Quote yo girl I'm a fan
Not a star yet I'm a gem
Just wait Imma 1010
You just do it pretend
Never needed two Cents
Switch your eyes on the lens
Switch the game with the trends
Start with a book in the pen
Dot to the ink on the bread
Only need gang no friends
World champ flow at the end

Who the f*ck you talking about?
Growing up stacks money amount
SoCal boy go Coast to Coast
Flirt with a chain I'm premium bro
They wanna keep me on low
One of one I don't do no clone
Let me speak my truth
I Been talking to soft about my feelings
Instead of leaving these beats just pleading
Call it murder on a demon
Yes just believe it
Leave it
Bitch is fiening
You just dreamin
Bitch you funny mean it
Check me best kept secret
Don't pray for me
They went and gassed you up
Thinking that you good or sum
Copy paste your shit or sum
Run it up I'm nice for what
That money from that other month
Prospect I don't needa front
Cover energy let the bitch envy
Me like your boy on MTV
SoundCloud diss you bitches plead
Shit talk about me don't needa see
Get it from the 909 let me get the city key
Stop offending me

Bitches be bitches
Ain't f*ckin with them
They go f*ck with the next
Flirt with chain on my neck
I'm the prospect get respect
Stomping your shit like I'm Seth
Prospect shit I'm the man
Quote yo girl I'm a fan
Not a star yet I'm a gem
Just wait Imma 1010
You just do it pretend
Never needed two Cents
Switch your eyes on the lens
Switch the game with the trends
Start with a book in the pen
Dot to the ink on the bread
Only need gang no friends
World champ flow at the end

They went and gassed you up
Thinking that you good or sum
Copy paste your shit or sum
Run it up I'm nice for what
That money from that other month
Prospect I don't needa front
They went and gassed you up
They went and gassed you up
Who the f*ck you think you is
Diddy wouldn't touch you bitch
Double down no stacking chips
Vegas got my homie lit
How the f*ck you comprehend
Dumbass read a book instead
I got bread you go for head
Prospect bitch I get ahead

Get it from the nine-zero-nine
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Bitches be bitches
Ain't f*ckin with them
They go f*ck with the next
Flirt with chain on my neck
I'm the prospect get respect
Stomping your shit like I'm Seth
Prospect shit I'm the man
Quote yo girl I'm a fan
Not a star yet I'm a gem
Just wait Imma 1010
You just do it pretend
Never needed two Cents
Switch your eyes on the lens
Switch the game with the trends
Start with a book in the pen
Dot to the ink on the bread
Only need gang no friends
World champ flow at the end

Who the f*ck you talking about?
Growing up stacks money amount
SoCal boy go Coast to Coast
Flirt with a chain I'm premium bro
They wanna keep me on low
One of one I don't do no clone
Let me speak my truth
I Been talking to soft about my feelings
Instead of leaving these beats just pleading
Call it murder on a demon
Yes just believe it
Leave it
Bitch is fiening
You just dreamin
Bitch you funny mean it
Check me best kept secret
Don't pray for me
They went and gassed you up
Thinking that you good or sum
Copy paste your shit or sum
Run it up I'm nice for what
That money from that other month
Prospect I don't needa front
Cover energy let the bitch envy
Me like your boy on MTV
SoundCloud diss you bitches plead
Shit talk about me don't needa see
Get it from the 909 let me get the city key
Stop offending me

Bitches be bitches
Ain't f*ckin with them
They go f*ck with the next
Flirt with chain on my neck
I'm the prospect get respect
Stomping your shit like I'm Seth
Prospect shit I'm the man
Quote yo girl I'm a fan
Not a star yet I'm a gem
Just wait Imma 1010
You just do it pretend
Never needed two Cents
Switch your eyes on the lens
Switch the game with the trends
Start with a book in the pen
Dot to the ink on the bread
Only need gang no friends
World champ flow at the end

They went and gassed you up
Thinking that you good or sum
Copy paste your shit or sum
Run it up I'm nice for what
That money from that other month
Prospect I don't needa front
They went and gassed you up
They went and gassed you up
Who the f*ck you think you is
Diddy wouldn't touch you bitch
Double down no stacking chips
Vegas got my homie lit
How the f*ck you comprehend
Dumbass read a book instead
I got bread you go for head
Prospect bitch I get ahead

Get it from the nine-zero-nine
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Writer: Justen Nguyen
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Length: 3:05
Written by: Justen Nguyen
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