The Prophecy Intro

Here lies the story of a great king
Said to have ruled over all the land and the seven seas
On a quest for riches and bitches
After many a decade ruling his thriving kingdom to many victories he decided to rest
After years of slumber he has risen to take back
What is his (Let's get it)

I was buried six feet under now it's time to seize my fate
Got my focus up and ready seein' straight (yeah it's straight)
Through solitary isolation,
Think I formed an obligation
Gonna see me rise on top to be one of the greats (one of the greats bitch)

I remember starting with just gravel
Watch me turn it into rocks (watch me)
All the times they said I'm square
It made me think outside the box
Now we pull up to the store
And we don't care about the cost
And all my features works for hire
'Cause you're talkin' to the boss (the boss)

They talk about my future as it's written in the stone
Through battles with the virtues that I own
Y'all better watch your backs
And you can hear it in my tone
Bitch you know that I'll be coming for the throne (yeah I'm comin' for it)

When I was just a name in people's minds
They used to say I'm what the gospel breathes
Tales of this futuristic being
And of what he brings
Money making magic pumping all through my biology (ah shit)
Taking back what's mine as it's been written in my prophecy

Taking over nations I been conquering and stackin' up my cheese
Killing them with kindness for the peace
She said she likes my happy attitude
And charismatic mood
Give her the d and take a g bitch I'm a king

There's not a single day that passes by
Where I don't bother with the loot
A single dame the bats an eye
Say I'm a holler and a hoot
A single blame not sent to God
For the bearing of his fruit
Not one day will go by where I don't make
Satan kiss my boot

Got my hands up
Money in my pockets
Got my pants stuffed
Leave the party fashionably early
'Cause the band sucked
People like to talk
And make it hard to keep my hands tucked
Catch me out in public though
And you'll be outta damn luck

No fucks given (no fucks)
In the life that I'm livin'
Played the cards that I was dealt
To put myself in this position (yeah I did it)
Couple aces up my sleeve
I'm fanning out the competition
Y'all dunno jack shit
Of what I'm planning in my mission (y'all don't know)

They talk about my future as it's written in the stone
Through battles with the virtues that I own
Y'all better watch your backs
And you can hear it in my tone
Bitch you know that I'll be coming for the throne (that shit's mine)

When I was just a name in people's minds
They used to say I'm what the gospel breathes
Tales of this futuristic being
And of what he brings
Money making magic pumping all through my biology
Taking back what's mine as it's been written in my prophecy

Sniffing out the bull and
Seein' red like I'm a matador
Made another 15 hunnid G's
And I'm just adding more (I'm just adding)
They be talking numbers
Like they haven't seen my battle score (You haven't seen it?)
Fuckin' on some hoes
I guarantee I gotta badder whore

Always gotta couple hunnids on me
Case they come in handy
Got her ridin' like a pony
Call her Yankee Doodle Dandy
Turn the tables on you suckers
Like a baby stealing candy
Butter fingers on the wheels
Whippin' phantoms like I'm Danny

That's tough
Spittin' all these bars
I think that I should be in handcuffs
Say I got the seasoning
'Cause we ain't got no bland stuff
Barkin' up my tree
I'll send you back lookin' a tad rough
Peak into my eyes
And see if you would call it mad bluff (woah)

Following the system we are slaves
I'm walking down the road that I have paved
Got my God behind my back
So you best get out the way
You can meet him when I put you in the grave