PRODIGY
Bzirps the Producer
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Yea yea Watch how I body back Watch how they fold for that Watch how my money stack I need the bigger pack I gotta flip with that Shorty she fucking and sucking I gotta leave with no strings attached I got ahold of that shoulder strap I gotta a feeling it's coming back I got a feelings it's gonna last All the success And it made em mad Turned to the prodigy F*ck the commodities Bitches and famers They all get that ride from me Holding that stainless When they gonna slide on me Been in the matrix No blind to my eye you see It's hanging by threads yea I'm out on a limb yea Too many women To lay on the bed Too many's thoughts That won't fit in my head Shroomies on shroomies I feel like I know what's like To be dead I cannot talk it And it cannot be said led to the better life Led to the bread I cannot make amends I'mna take her friend I'm got the dimes But I'm never gone pay for tens They always talk what they Could have been Say they need to connect With the lord again Then they fall short Hold up I'll pour again I stand by the coffin I live on the edge The products the melodies live in my head Burn like acetylene Trip off the tryptamine Follow my entities Hollowed that centerpiece I wanted more of it Turned it to Tournament I want my turn of it Take what I see And I learn from it A hook and a verse a for it Money and music They turned to the crooks for it The greatest they end in a hearse For it Protecting my portion Ain't no one get served With it I got these beats Yea the beats I've been murdering I got the elites yea My shit on repeat The projects we holding in I'm my own mold of it Call up AP Yea he got all the sticks and the pulls with him Free up my mind and my soul again Ignore all the signs and postages I got so mad I won't hold it in Smoke on that blunt and i Bang all the hostesses Guess that's the demons I'm holding in Guess that's the reason I'm chose for this Watch how I body back Watch how they fold for that Watch how my money stack I need the bigger pack I gotta flip with that Shorty she fucking and sucking I gotta leave with no strings attached I got ahold of that shoulder strap I gotta a feeling it's coming back I got a feelings it's gonna last All the success And it made em mad Turned to the prodigy F*ck the commodities Bitches and famers They all get that ride from me Holding that stainless When they gonna slide on me Been in the matrix No blind to my eye you see Yea I am the I am the prodigy I am the prodigy I am the prodigy I am the prodigy I am the prodigy Yea I am the I am the prodigy I am the prodigy Yea I am the prodigy Yea I am the prodigy
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