Prospect

Society on my hands
Tryna' meet the demands
Plains turnin' into badlands
Cold blood on my strands
Your fans are now my AC unit (Aye)
Duality I influenced (Aye)
Havoc is now ensuing (Aye)
Ensuring all the wrongdoings

They gone' try to talk but when I get to the top
They gone be like why'd you try to stop (Uh)
Find out why I'm surrounded by Ops
Don't try to be me you gone' flop

Comin' to town, with my crown
I'm gonna make it, shut down
Get away from me you clown
I'm gonna force it to the grown yuh' (Yeah)

I got somethin' now you wanna come around
You gone make me flush it all the way down
Stressin' just like I drank an ounce
This beat is groovey, everyone bounce
On the floor, on the floor
In my core, with le fleur (Bounce)
On my chest, You "wish" me the best (Aye, Aye, Aye)
I see through your lies, you're a bottle of swein
I'm a one of a kind, no I'm not gonna sign (Sign)
Keep my soul, that's a matter a fact
I should give it all away (Give it away, yeah)
The vividness of the grey, Built my career with some clay (Clay)
My mind is working all, all day

Society on my hands
Tryna' meet the demands
Plains turnin' into badlands
Cold blood in my strands
Your fans are now my AC unit (Aye)
Duality I influenced (Aye)
Havoc is now ensuing (Aye)
Ensuring all the wrongdoings (Aye)

They gone' try to talk but when I get to the top
They gone be like why'd you try to stop (Uh)
Find out why I'm surrounded by Ops
Don't try to be me you gone' flop

Comin' to town, with my crown
I'm gonna make it, shut down
Get away from me you clown
I'm gonna force it to the grown yuh'



Credits
Writer(s): Raymond Nevares
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