Pell - Prophecy lyrics

rate me

Yeah, this one’s for the dreamers

Gold

This one’s for the dreamers

I got you

I climbed out of bed with some vans and a message

Warmed up Ramen Noodles, watching Hulu be my breakfast

Then I crossed the free time off my checklist

Got back to cooking dope, about my freshness and arrest it

I dream in my music, wine on the dresser

Thousand more listens, I could own the whole semester

A thousand more fans, I could lift up all this pressure

We’ve been grinding so hard, we just wanna see better

Heart of a lion but my hustle can’t be measured

Would have to spin the universe just to fucking test it

Come back down to worth saying I’m well respected

But they too busy tryna ball, they no Clyde Drexler

They’re no globe trotters, just some deadbeat fathers

Paid in on my craft like it’s Salem in the product

Spider webbing concept, how I grab it and I got it

They know that I’m diverse so they watching where I frolic

Too many trials and tribulations they infiltrated

I flip the script and dip then left the slackers hanging

Let the gangsters banging, let the haters hate

But tell the children keep changing as we are, make it

As we are, make it

I got these audio lessons ‘bout how we all can get it

Spitting crack records, this another dope lecture

This another dope lecture

It’s another dope lecture

I’mma save the assholes and pull the trigger on the ignorance

Engraved is the name of your excellence’s nemesis

And not the hearse from a verse left with no witnesses

Except the fans that listening who loyal as a dog

German Shepards to my records

Barking at the fakers till intruders learn the lesson

I know my hates mad, wish my haters contraceptive

But my momma better grind since the woman’s dope lectures

Sweet nectar for the birds that be sweet about my reachings

And how I gotta go and put my enemies beneath me

I ain’t all that mollied up but everything is peachy

They gonna have to get this lot before they fucking ever reach me

I look up to myself, born in the stars, look for the star that you are

And your sisters apart

Blowing up like time bombs, nigga we on it

Just a matter of time