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Prophet.nc - Write My Wrongs lyrics

Artist: Prophet.nc

album: Dreams


The way these niggas testing me
It's hard to keep my head
I'm In Love with expensive things
It's hard to keep my bread
But I'm gon hold it down
No time for playin games
Think he a shooter run him down
And watch him fade away
We too ambitious
Gon get it swear for I die
My guys gon all make a killing
Tryn feed my family make millions
And stack it up to the ceiling
Try stay away from these leeches
Fight every day with my demons
It's too much pain he receiving
Bro smoke away all his feelings
I told my momma never worry
Cause I got us
Shorty blow my phone she wasting time
Man that's just lost love
Is he friend or phony
Not my homie
I'm the wrong one
Diamonds on the rolly
Free my homies
That got locked up
Remember I was lonely
On my doly
Gen my knots up
Now can't nobody hold me
Feel like Kobe
They can't stop us
Remember I was lonely
On my doly
Gen my knots up
Now can't nobody hold me
Feel like Kobe
I'm gon
Shit I'm gon make sure that we good
Buy the block
Invest the money like I should
6 figures for I'm 30
Always knew a nigga could
These bitches text me say
I'm movin different shorty
You a dub when I was broke
Ain't show me love
I needed help you tried to run
And now she see what I've become
Ain't even got the time
My dawg tryn hustle get his own
You know I stood behind it
You know we push for triumphs
Rich but he still move in silence
Never one to move with violence 
Talkin that's just suicidal
I'm tryn get my cash right
Flaunt it cause I own it
Diamonds lit
This ain't no flash light
Sayin I'm the truth
I really do this
Get yo facts right
That boy he a loser
Niggas clueless
He can't act right
We aim for medullas
Gold medusa
Tell em stop playin with us
Whole gang full of winners
Bro been servin back n forth
Tryn get a dub it like it was tennis
I got niggas like my brothers
In detention on they sentence
If it's one thing that I learned
Make sure I get to count my blessings
Lord forgive me
Everytime I try to right my wrongs
I just end up writing songs
The people say they like the poems 
No that nigga ain't my dawg
He switchin don't know what he on
My team applyin pressure
Any means the type of time I'm on
It's crazy
All these wins I'm tryna chase
Hope my death ain't round the corner
Know a bitch that used to hate
She poppin pussy for a quarter
I got niggas fighting cases
Pushing babies in they stroller
Couldn't tell you what's the date
Shits every day we never sober
I carry a lot with me
Always on the job
They staring like it's
Something wrong w me
Still don't need a bitch
But I can't lie could use the company
Smoke n reminisce about the Days
They had no love for me
Bro he deal with pain
But that's the gang can put his trust in me
Every verse I spit
They won't forget to never fuck w me
Every card gon hit
Insert the chip we havin fun with it
Niggas know we lit
He start the hating then we done with em
Every verse I spit they won't forget
That I'm the
Every verse I spit they won't forget
That I'm the
Every verse I spit they won't forget that I'm the one
I told my brothers never worry
Cause I got us
Shorty blow my phone she wasting time
Man that's just lost love
Is he friend or phony
Not my homie
I'm the wrong one
Diamonds on the rolly
Free my homies
That got locked up

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