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So, I am Suicide The Prophet's number one fan, actually
I know the words to every single one of the songs, including Suicide The Prophet

Look my time is froze, I don't know
Where to go, counting dough
Every night in my head, everything I just said

In my head, there is no regrets
I said what I said and I'm holding a tech like

Yeah yo clique, I'm pointing the stick
Yeah, shoot one, two, three, four, five and end it quick
Yeah, not for shits Prophet coming up quick
Yeah, just hit that shit, so I'm sending her out the crib, like

Hunnid round, drum around
All these fucking girls around
Bitches on my dick saying prophet go another round
There is no turn around
Gotta keep moving now
The only way I go is up, yeah no other route

See all the fucking fake faces all around me
Staying going up, yeah my money get to counting
Wrist stay drowning, don't stay around me
Take another xan while my head is fucking pounding

Look my time is froze, I don't know
Where to go, counting dough
Every night in my head, everything I just said

In my head, there is no regrets
I said what I said and I'm holding a tech like

Yeah yo clique, I'm pointing the stick
Yeah, shoot one, two, three, four, five and end it quick
Yeah, not for shits Prophet coming up quick
Yeah, just hit that shit, so I'm sending her out the crib, like

Hunnid round, drum around
All these fucking girls around
Bitches on my dick saying prophet go another round
There is no turn around
Gotta keep moving now
The only way I go is up, yeah no other route

See all the fucking fake faces all around me
Staying going up, yeah my money get to counting
Wrist stay drowning, don't stay around me
Take another xan while my head is fucking pounding

So, I am Suicide The Prophet's number one fan, actually
I know the words to every single one of the songs, including Suicide The Prophet



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Writer(s): Caleb Simmons
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