Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love
Prophet from the profits, cash game jesus
See i live up in a shotgun home, niggas think they're prophet jones,
Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes
Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin
How can i be a prophet with so much imperfection
They pull you in and destroy you like manson or prophet jones,
That they probably be in the closet of old folks
I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that
Bringing in religion you're no prophet
Prophet from the profits, cash game jesus
Here i go again, falling in love
A prophet of catastrophic, balance between nonsense and logic
Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick
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