Prophecies-YUNHWAY

歌手 : YUNHWAY

专辑 : YUNHWAY (Explicit)

语种 : 英语

时长 : 03:00

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TXT Prophecies-YUNHWAY 文本歌词

Prophecies - YUNHWAY (윤훼이)

Lyrics by：Raf Sandou/wnsday/YUNHWAY

Composed by：sAewoo/Raf Sandou/wnsday/YUNHWAY

Arranged by：sAewoo

Yall just actin

They ain't really ready

And I got real prophecies

**** I was steady

I told my grandma I'll be back when I catch these all liars

Take it back lil ***** let me show u fire

Put it up

Pull it up

Yeah that's a trigger

Pretendin yall weak

Let me make this bigger

Highs and lows lil boy I'm used to this

Can't nobody touch this I don't never miss it

Feelin like this **** can't interpret

Um what I'm sayin yall fake priest

Yeah in this dream yeah I'm the queen

Woke up and I'm still the queen

Think I gotta kill this ****

Cuz I gotta make this clear

I'm ready ***** take this prophecies

The only real siss know what I mean

I'm the real that queen take a look up in my face

******* they don understand

And I'm still put in pace

And I don't trust these ****

Make it rain weathermen

From nother space to place

Yeah I travel

Ain't nobody speak

Everytime I spit

Burn this city yeah *****

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 ain't 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 **** clear

U just preach

And my DNA lovin his **** thrill for real

I'mma pipe it talk it walk it

Make it fat my pocket

Dollar bills dollars bills

Let me count this in

All the fake **** I don't trust nobody ****

U gotta speak right ***** let me save a minute

Cappin

**** u ******

Gotta stop laughin

You so pathetic

**** got me all distracted

Why this

Why you gotta live like this

Gotta pay your bills

Huh

Broke *** *****

You a broke *** *****

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 can't foul us

You ain't pull the same **** if you roll it up

You would **** your own ***** for a rollie huh

Moody fellas ain't split what you makin huh

Can't trust your own spit slit