Synz - Prophet Lyrics

I ain't need no gold chains
I ain't need no gold rings
Mama always told me
Don't break a sweat cause your better than these old kings

People keep on telling me to stop get the f*ck out
Lethal when I am heading to the top you just struck out
High up on that pedi when you flop where you been at
Born for the top that's the truth cause I am winning got you

All at the bottom lookin up towards the ceiling
Mouth full of cotton when you lying to these critics say your
Prayers get them started I ain't stopping never finished
Learning from this prophet
Notes on this prophet what you

Say beg your pardon shut your mouth when I'm speaking
Jadens callin Gotham shine that light when I'm needed I ain't
Stalin on the auction 100 dollars for my breathin ain't enough
For this prophet
Bluffin on this prophet

I don't give a damn bout you motha f*ckas
I don't give a damn bout you motha f*ckas

Always been the plan yeah I see you the stands
And you homies look like ants cause you motha f*ckas yeah

Always been the plan yeah I'm bluffing on ya
Weeds to the plants yeah I'm puffing on ya
Litter me with gold cause your nothing on me
Killer with a soul while I am cutting on ya
Struttin on you f*ckin on you prophet writing novels on you killer
With a target on you whisper when I'm talkin
Bout it yeah

I can see them holes in your pockets what you writin
Better take some notes on this prophet

I am a
Goat with a target on the road to the summit
I am immune to this climate pulling strings on you puppets
Litter me with gold that's the truth and you know it
Killer with a goal that's the truth and you know it

Na you don't get it
I see that you sweatin
You gotta admit it
I spit like a Legend
You sit like a pheasant
I'm high on a crescent
I'm high on that gold
You back up in seventh
So give me a second
Ill answer that question
You bitches be fake
Pay me the pension
I'm bringing the tension
I'm bringing the weapons
I'm bringing the lessons
I'm bringing the

HUUUUUU

Kill em I'll kill em I'll kill em again
Bitches be playing I'm killin again
Know what I'm saying
I came for the fame and
I'm taking your name and
I'm killin again
F*ck it this prophet is killin again
F*ck it this prophet is killin again
Shots in you f*ckas
Blowin holes in you f*ckas like yeah

I don't give a damn about you motha f*ckas
I don't give a damn about you mother f*ckers
Yeah
Always been the plan man I see you in the stands
And you homies look like ants cause you motha f*ckas
Yeah
I don't give a damn about you motha f*ckas
I don't give a damn about you mother f*ckers
Always been the plan man I see you in the stands
And you homies look like ants cause you motha f*ckas