Key! - Prophets With Profit lyrics

rate me

(Intro)

Lot of niggas want to hate on me, whats the reason?

Nigga who knows, see I'm focused on the wrong shit

We just gonna knock the new door, we just running out the new door

Preachin' prophets I'm just preachin' prophets, need my [?]

(Verse)

Aye, aye, okey, I smoke, I lean

I like smelling a muthafuckin' plate

Invite 'er 2 my room okey now that's a dinner date

Sometimes I sit and wonder why these pussy niggas hate

Then I look in the mirror I'm reminded by my face

Tried to take a shit, I fucked up the count

So I called her ova cuz I don't like to count it

I said that ass astoundin', I said that mouth astounded

I tell ya where I found 'er, fuck that fuck that fuck that

Tell me where that $, I need that need that need that

Happy birthday Mack, I just bought that boy a Mac

It hold fifty shots, but no need 2 talk bout that

I had 2 clean the image so I can make sum' extra rice

I'm talkin' racks on rack on racks on racks on rack

I really need 'em M's cuz I ain't satisfied wit stacks

I had 2 put 'er out cuz I wasn't satisfied wit that

I rather make U guessed it! I rather count U guessed it!

Your flaw is evident, my flow is heaven sent

They run up on a nigga Man-Man leave 'em heaven sent

All these niggas ill I know they goin' 2 hell fo' fuckin' round

Wit prophets wit all that fuckin' profit

(Hook x2)

I'm a Prophet, a fuckin' prophet wit all this profit

I'm a Prophet, a fuckin' prophet wit all this profit

We gon' profit cuz I'mma prophet just like Moses

He a Prophet, see Key! a prophet, yes, I'm a prophet