Prospect
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作词 : Michael Olmo/Dominique Jones

作曲 : Wesley Glass/Keegan Christopher Bach

HEY!

Oh-oh, woah

(Wheezy outta here)

Oh-oh, woah

(Ayy, KBeaZy, you fired up)

Yeah

Nowadays I get what I want

Lately been spendin' a bag

Addicted to getting that cash

Addicted to popping them tags

Money was made for the sad

Now my ex-***** calling back

Saw me come up out the random

Didn't wait long, now that ***** throwin' tantrums

Her friends fell in love when I fell under fame

In my DM's, talkin' bout, "Hey, handsome"

I know that they hate me and want me for ransom

It's nothin' new, I won't give in to that

I eat the hate up and spit it right back

My lyrics like ******s I'm shooting your ass

Women come and go with the cash

You gon' learn and learn that shit fast

They gon' fold, fold under air

I get my medicine straight out the bag

I'm a prospect, not from earth, I feel like a martian

'Matter fact, *****, I came from a star-ship

My bed feel like a coffin, not wakin' up

If I run into opps, I'ma off 'em

I don't know if you think that you stoppin'

What I got goin' on, got a semi with auto on

This ain't no auto-correct, *****, this a threat

Now I'm comin' at your neck

*****s act cute like a pet

Soft like a Pop Tart, act like they got no heart

Try be the ones that's been [?]

Insecurities, they always offended

Mad about a *****, I already been there

That ***** for everybody, we ain't spoke in a minute

*****s still in the picture and I'm still leavin' with it

It ain't nothin', I'ma rep

I can't conform, I ain't fallin' back, no

She need more, she got too attached, huh

Addicted to me like I'm on one

Three thousand for the new red car

Walk around, look like a milli

Psychedelics in my tummy

Swipe, swipe, I'ma get it all (Yeah)

Nowadays I get what I want

Lately been spendin' a bag

Addicted to getting that cash

Addicted to popping them tags

Money was made for the sad

Now my ex-***** calling back

Saw me come up out the random

Didn't wait long, now that ***** throwin' tantrums

Her friends fell in love when I fell under fame

In my DM's, talkin' bout, "Hey, handsome"

I know that they hate me and want me for ransom

It's nothin' new, I won't give it today

I eat the hate up and spit it right back

My lyrics like ******s I'm shooting your ass

Women come and go with the cash

You gon' learn and learn that shit fast

They gon' fold, fold under air

I get my medicine straight out the bag

Brand new Corvette, come through smashin' the gas

They made me mad now I'm back in my bag

I hope my main and my side never crash

Worry 'bout the cat tryna dodge my path

We catch that boy then we robbin' his ass

It's the principle, I don't need the cash

Expensive dishes, half a million on lashes

I could kick it but I don't like to brag

Oh, they done made me mad, I'm 'bout to turn up

I got my glizzy, wish a *****'d run up

You can come get your ***** 'cause I don't want her

I ran my millions up from out the corner

Only one out here doin' what I want to

My lil' bro ran it up off *********

Grind in the winter, turn up in the summer

Trap out the sport, I press it then I launch it

I'm thankin' God, ain't no more free lunches

Got suspended, me and [?]

House up on the hill, I used to want it

Now I got it, I don't even stay there

I get in it, I don't play fair

Prolly spend me a million on haters

On they top, make 'em drop

And I don't give a **** 'bout no cops

Nowadays I get what I want

Lately been spendin' a bag

Addicted to getting that cash

Addicted to popping them tags

Money was made for the sad

Now my ex-***** calling back

Saw me come up out the random

Didn't wait long, now that ***** throwin' tantrums

Her friends fell in love when I fell under fame

In my DM's, talkin' bout, "Hey, handsome"

I know that they hate me and want me for ransom

It's nothin' new, I won't give it today

I eat the hate up and spit it right back

My lyrics like ******s I'm shooting your ass

Women come and go with the cash

You gon' learn and learn that shit fast

They gon' fold, fold under air

I get my medicine straight out the bag (Woo)

作词 : Michael Olmo/Dominique Jones

作曲 : Wesley Glass/Keegan Christopher Bach

HEY!

Oh-oh, woah

(Wheezy outta here)

Oh-oh, woah

(Ayy, KBeaZy, you fired up)

Yeah

Nowadays I get what I want

Lately been spendin' a bag

Addicted to getting that cash

Addicted to popping them tags

Money was made for the sad

Now my ex-***** calling back

Saw me come up out the random

Didn't wait long, now that ***** throwin' tantrums

Her friends fell in love when I fell under fame

In my DM's, talkin' bout, "Hey, handsome"

I know that they hate me and want me for ransom

It's nothin' new, I won't give in to that

I eat the hate up and spit it right back

My lyrics like ******s I'm shooting your ass

Women come and go with the cash

You gon' learn and learn that shit fast

They gon' fold, fold under air

I get my medicine straight out the bag

I'm a prospect, not from earth, I feel like a martian

'Matter fact, *****, I came from a star-ship

My bed feel like a coffin, not wakin' up

If I run into opps, I'ma off 'em

I don't know if you think that you stoppin'

What I got goin' on, got a semi with auto on

This ain't no auto-correct, *****, this a threat

Now I'm comin' at your neck

*****s act cute like a pet

Soft like a Pop Tart, act like they got no heart

Try be the ones that's been [?]

Insecurities, they always offended

Mad about a *****, I already been there

That ***** for everybody, we ain't spoke in a minute

*****s still in the picture and I'm still leavin' with it

It ain't nothin', I'ma rep

I can't conform, I ain't fallin' back, no

She need more, she got too attached, huh

Addicted to me like I'm on one

Three thousand for the new red car

Walk around, look like a milli

Psychedelics in my tummy

Swipe, swipe, I'ma get it all (Yeah)

Nowadays I get what I want

Lately been spendin' a bag

Addicted to getting that cash

Addicted to popping them tags

Money was made for the sad

Now my ex-***** calling back

Saw me come up out the random

Didn't wait long, now that ***** throwin' tantrums

Her friends fell in love when I fell under fame

In my DM's, talkin' bout, "Hey, handsome"

I know that they hate me and want me for ransom

It's nothin' new, I won't give it today

I eat the hate up and spit it right back

My lyrics like ******s I'm shooting your ass

Women come and go with the cash

You gon' learn and learn that shit fast

They gon' fold, fold under air

I get my medicine straight out the bag

Brand new Corvette, come through smashin' the gas

They made me mad now I'm back in my bag

I hope my main and my side never crash

Worry 'bout the cat tryna dodge my path

We catch that boy then we robbin' his ass

It's the principle, I don't need the cash

Expensive dishes, half a million on lashes

I could kick it but I don't like to brag

Oh, they done made me mad, I'm 'bout to turn up

I got my glizzy, wish a *****'d run up

You can come get your ***** 'cause I don't want her

I ran my millions up from out the corner

Only one out here doin' what I want to

My lil' bro ran it up off *********

Grind in the winter, turn up in the summer

Trap out the sport, I press it then I launch it

I'm thankin' God, ain't no more free lunches

Got suspended, me and [?]

House up on the hill, I used to want it

Now I got it, I don't even stay there

I get in it, I don't play fair

Prolly spend me a million on haters

On they top, make 'em drop

And I don't give a **** 'bout no cops

Nowadays I get what I want

Lately been spendin' a bag

Addicted to getting that cash

Addicted to popping them tags

Money was made for the sad

Now my ex-***** calling back

Saw me come up out the random

Didn't wait long, now that ***** throwin' tantrums

Her friends fell in love when I fell under fame

In my DM's, talkin' bout, "Hey, handsome"

I know that they hate me and want me for ransom

It's nothin' new, I won't give it today

I eat the hate up and spit it right back

My lyrics like ******s I'm shooting your ass

Women come and go with the cash

You gon' learn and learn that shit fast

They gon' fold, fold under air

I get my medicine straight out the bag (Woo)

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