Prospect

This is what they wanting when you step in the booth
Fire back with heavy metal I got nothing but truth
I just want to drop a record let the trouble ensue
Just a hustle making dollars I was never confused
I been dipping on you suckers let the high kick in
Smoking doja on the roof of every club I'm in
Bumping music every night to make the cash flow in
Making dollars like I'm mother fucking IBM
You ain't close to her
Take life and I do the most to it
Fuck whoever hating and scandals I'm like a ghost to it
Don't want to fuck with nobody that's making no movement
Been breaking records and coming up that's what we doing
Yeah
I'm just stepping out into greatness
The struggle was overrated
But times I was alienated
High as fuck and I'm faded
The pressure always evaded
The product of being humble and hulking out on a daily
Oh my
I just want to earn a patch no lie
Be the dopest living member on the earth that rides
Open up for fifty thousand we can all get by
This the type of shit I feel like I can speak on now
I been going hard
And recking like it's a bowling ball
Life is such a bitch but I need it there for I'm holding on
I'm balling crazy so buckets I just keep pouring on
Shining though I'm not even trying guess I'm the chosen one

And I planned that
Anyone can throw an alley-oop and I jam that
Book another gig at a venue that's jam packed
All I really do is ride Harleys and count stacks
This is just an average day
Won't settle for no average pay
Cause I do it in extravagant ways
Neither black and neither white I think my color is grey
I'm representing the club until I'm buried away
I'm pimping so it's only the prime pussy I slide in
And only my brothers that I confide in
Brand new bike the paint color is vibrant
I'm just trying to make enough money to buy an island
Everything is better on two wheels and no walls
I should write a book about hustling and call it do all
You ain't trying to hear it then fuck it I'm coming through y'all
Me and getting money we a dynamic duo
This the type of shit a nigga do and what I've been about
Before I hit the crib I call the bitch to get me In & Out
Fuck her like I love her but it's quick I'm talking in and out
Lots of people love me shit is easy cause I'm winning now
Yeah
I mean I'm into to getting fat stacks
Loaded bat bags and stash them just like a pack rat
Little wise ass the beat having a blast at
Stomach fat cat the OGs of hashtags

See I'm balling
You type of nigga to come quick when they calling
I been on the rise to me a many have fallen
Do not be amazed that I'm balling like Jordan
Took the rap game so its no longer an orphan
Need another line then come and get in my office
Diamond in the rough you ain't going to see this shit often
I been in the game
I'm killing it who to blame
We totally not the same with it
I clinically go insane with it
No doubt I'm honestly fed up
I been putting in the work and been taring that ass up
Every time I'm on the record I'm taking it heads up
Come on
People pay to come and watch me now
In the Rover bumping Webbie screaming wipe me down
If you hated me at first I bet you like me now
I can probably get a sponsorship with nike now

Working harder than a prospect
Used to flipping birds that were bigger than an ostrich
Taking what is mine then I hold it like a hostage
Recognize the game when I kick it on some boss shit
Bomb



Credits
Writer(s): Adam Carrington Kindred
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