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motherfuckin' money when it's physical
Talkin' out your neck gon' get you checked by how we spinning you
No pressure what we did to you

Let me calm down in this

one by one
You're not ready for the album
My record finna go platinum
It's Been to long since I made a song
I was busy all day long
But Now I'm back

I

of the others, they not hot but mild
Album coming soon, coming in December
I wrote this hit the 21st of November
Looks like there's gonna be heat like an ember

from the start
Just you wait until this album drop
It might just top the charts
They heard OTS is going up
Now they all want be apart
But it's the same

pass when they
Ignore just what you say
Yea
They go on day by day
Life just becomes a play
Aging becomes mayday
Shits not fun
Gotta get this album done

State
I'm still dropping lyrics yea I'm still spitting heat
And through the frozen winter, I got them melting in they seat
I'm still that white boy taking

lack talent
Still could make it far
Know a friend who got a classic album
Get no plays at all
I work for everything I ever had
I could never fold

that's a Challenge to my papa
I had a dream
I had 10 houses 4 Pockets full with Deadz
I wanna be like gunna, wanna sound likeThugga
I want an Album that be

You know I'm back and I'm bringing the heat play this on repeat
No one can compete no I never sleep cause I'm too busy
Writing these rhymes and no I

the crib writing that heat
You know that that boy a vegan
He don't really waat no beef
You was talking all that shit
But now that streams back to me

She

to the beat move your feet get rhythm
Squares to a prism what's a diamond to an album
I can see em hiding' so I go & get em
Coach said "get em' & I told coach

by my earring 
Check your fucking hearing

Cause I ain't commin through the speakers all on the down low
Loud is the way that I roll
Have to at your

heat til my wrist get sprained
Aye
Big ups to the fam cause they said that they got me
(Said that they got, said that they got me yeah)
Shout out to my

own
K.Knowledge heard me spit an entire album on the phone
Heard birds tryna fly in my coop so I started jettin'
Different places for paper my gears

What's it's been like
Life is a trip I be in this shit deeper than sewage in pipes
Moved out my mommas house all on the road
Drawing up a new album

the weed we smoking
Me and Potent chucking game and roaches out the window
While the neighbors catch a whiff and hear this beat, my nigga cooking heat

Why you talk like you want beef with me, bitch, I don't know you
But I at least know you don't want real beef you want tofu
You don't want no heat, I

Back in nineteen ninety five...
I used to start it off like:

Yo The R is up in the building
All arms is to the ceiling
Next album imma hit

sun, best believe I got heat
You can call me sushi roll, cuz ya boy so raw
I'm not a sketch artist but I'm quick (quick) to draw
I got punchlines like

Hey Yeah
Ooh
Yeah Yeah Brutal on the beat boy
Yeah yeah Brutal got that heat boy
Yeah yeah this song just got released boy
I just hit up Meezy and I

like y'all should know who I am and
Discover what you listening to
Who the fuck am I

I go by the name of Real Prophecy
My philosophy is to kill the game

emotion
Not even troubled by commotion
It's just the way that I grew up
Ain't no devotion
To anybody that gets close and
Yeah imma young kid
Mixed kid
Far

the best of my intellect

Flashback time when I ran by blocks
Had no choice but to think bad thoughts
Way back then when I called no shots
Now when they move

So you can't fuck with us
We be going up
So you can't fuck with us

I been with the shits 2012, eleven
I been in the heat
But I learned my lesson