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YUNHWAY - Prophecies

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yall just actin
they aint really ready
and I got real prophecies
shit i was steady

I told my grandma I‘ll be back when i catch these all liars
Take it back lil bitch let me show u fire
Put it up
pull it up
Yeah thats a trigger
pretendin yall weak
let me make this bigger
Highs and lows lil boy im used to this
Cant nobody touch this i dont never miss it
feelin like this hoes can‘t interpret
um what im sayin yall fake priest
yeah in this dream yeah im the queen
woke up and im still the queen
think i gotta kill this shit
cuz i gotta make this clear
im ready bitch take this prophecies
the only real siss know what i mean

im the real that queen take a look up in my face
fuckers they don understand
and im still put in pace
and i dont trust these hoes
make it rain weathermen
from nother space to place
yeah i travel
aint nobody speak
everytime i spit
burn this city yeah bitch
boy i think i gotta make it thick
how much more for industry
b i g thoughts
and your brain obese
but my thoughts sharp aint gotta squeeze it
saint laurents are on my feet
gotta make this every seconds
Stackin paper every week
boy u gotta see it for real
and i keep this shit clear
u just preach
and my dna lovin his shit thrill for real
Imma pipe it talk it walk it
make it fat my pocket
dollar bills dollars bills
let me count this in
all the fake hoes i don‘t trust nobody shit
u gotta speak right bitch let me save a minute

Cappin
Fuck u bitches
Gotta stop laughin
You So pathetic
Shit got me all distracted
Why this
Why you gotta live like this
Gotta pay your bills
Huh
Broke ass bitch
You a broke ass bitch
Face lookin red by your mama
Ain‘t not a look that you proud of
Can‘t not a sound get louder
Run like the wind cant foul us
You ain‘t pull the same shit if you roll it up
You would fuck your own bitch for a rollie huh
Moody fellas aint split what you makin huh
Can‘t trust your own spit slit

Hangeul

yall just actin
they aint really ready
and I got real prophecies
shit i was steady

I told my grandma I‘ll be back when i catch these all liars
Take it back lil bitch let me show u fire
Put it up
pull it up
Yeah thats a trigger
pretendin yall weak
let me make this bigger
Highs and lows lil boy im used to this
Cant nobody touch this i dont never miss it
feelin like this hoes can‘t interpret
um what im sayin yall fake priest
yeah in this dream yeah im the queen
woke up and im still the queen
think i gotta kill this shit
cuz i gotta make this clear
im ready bitch take this prophecies
the only real siss know what i mean

im the real that queen take a look up in my face
fuckers they don understand
and im still put in pace
and i dont trust these hoes
make it rain weathermen
from nother space to place
yeah i travel
aint nobody speak
everytime i spit
burn this city yeah bitch
boy i think i gotta make it thick
how much more for industry
b i g thoughts
and your brain obese
but my thoughts sharp aint gotta squeeze it
saint laurents are on my feet
gotta make this every seconds
Stackin paper every week
boy u gotta see it for real
and i keep this shit clear
u just preach
and my dna lovin his shit thrill for real
Imma pipe it talk it walk it
make it fat my pocket
dollar bills dollars bills
let me count this in
all the fake hoes i don‘t trust nobody shit
u gotta speak right bitch let me save a minute

Cappin
Fuck u bitches
Gotta stop laughin
You So pathetic
Shit got me all distracted
Why this
Why you gotta live like this
Gotta pay your bills
Huh
Broke ass bitch
You a broke ass bitch
Face lookin red by your mama
Ain‘t not a look that you proud of
Can‘t not a sound get louder
Run like the wind cant foul us
You ain‘t pull the same shit if you roll it up
You would fuck your own bitch for a rollie huh
Moody fellas aint split what you makin huh
Can‘t trust your own spit slit