Prodigy Songtext
von Lil Duke
Prodigy Songtext
Yeah, yeah
Matt, what up?
Woah
6:30 AM, street life
48Hz
Nonstop
Yeah, yeah, they talkin′ down on me
And them niggas, they doubted me
I really came from the hood
You know that I'm a young prodigy
Keep it two solid, my brothers, my brothers
They tell me they proud of me
If you my nigga, you say that you love me
You better not lie to me
Fuck on your bitch and I pass her back
Don′t wanna keep the bitch
Hop in a foreign, these niggas so boring
I don't need no key to switch
You want that money, you better get up and go find it
I'm makin′ heat for the streets and my music be timeless
Bust down a Rollie and that′s perfect timing
Lately, been on the low, I been grindin'
I want this shit, I′m for real
And I won't stop until I get a mil′
I'm only runnin′ with real
Came from the bottom, I stood in the field
These guns automatic, fully or semi
I know that they envy, YSL trending
Drip all the way from my head to my toes
Remember them days I was kickin' them doors
This is the life that I chose
Look at they face, I pulled up in that Rove'
Yeah, yeah, they talkin′ down on me
And them niggas, they doubted me
I really came from the hood
You know that I′m a young prodigy
Keep it two solid, my brothers, my brothers
They tell me they proud of me
If you my nigga, you say that you love me
You better not lie to me
Fuck on your bitch and I pass her back
Don't wanna keep the bitch
Hop in a foreign, these niggas so boring
I don′t need no key to switch
You want that money, you better get up and go find it
I'm makin′ heat for the streets and my music be timeless
Street shit, keepin' it trill for ′em
I kept it too real for 'em
I fucked the lil' bitch and she famous
Can′t say shit, ′cause she still goin'
Niggas can′t come where I hang at, that shit'll get real for ′em
She like to get fucked in her anus and like to get spit on
Same money I spent on my pound
Same money on them Rick Owens
Talk about me when I'm not around
And the same people ain′t got shit goin'
I'll knock your top off, I′m hot as hot sauce, yeah
Took her to Top Golf
Treat me like a mob boss when I′m with my gang
Yeah, yeah, they talkin' down on me
And them niggas, they doubted me
I really came from the hood
You know that I′m a young prodigy
Keep it two solid, my brothers, my brothers
They tell me they proud of me
If you my nigga, you say that you love me
You better not lie to me
Fuck on your bitch and I pass her back
Don't wanna keep the bitch
Hop in a foreign, these niggas so boring
I don′t need no key to switch
You want that money, you better get up and go find it
I'm makin′ heat for the streets and my music be timeless
48Hz
Taking 'em down when I'm down
Every time I gotta hang around them killers
Every time I gotta hang around them killers
Every time I gotta hang around them killers
Matt, what up?
Woah
6:30 AM, street life
48Hz
Nonstop
Yeah, yeah, they talkin′ down on me
And them niggas, they doubted me
I really came from the hood
You know that I'm a young prodigy
Keep it two solid, my brothers, my brothers
They tell me they proud of me
If you my nigga, you say that you love me
You better not lie to me
Fuck on your bitch and I pass her back
Don′t wanna keep the bitch
Hop in a foreign, these niggas so boring
I don't need no key to switch
You want that money, you better get up and go find it
I'm makin′ heat for the streets and my music be timeless
Bust down a Rollie and that′s perfect timing
Lately, been on the low, I been grindin'
I want this shit, I′m for real
And I won't stop until I get a mil′
I'm only runnin′ with real
Came from the bottom, I stood in the field
These guns automatic, fully or semi
I know that they envy, YSL trending
Drip all the way from my head to my toes
Remember them days I was kickin' them doors
This is the life that I chose
Look at they face, I pulled up in that Rove'
Yeah, yeah, they talkin′ down on me
And them niggas, they doubted me
I really came from the hood
You know that I′m a young prodigy
Keep it two solid, my brothers, my brothers
They tell me they proud of me
If you my nigga, you say that you love me
You better not lie to me
Fuck on your bitch and I pass her back
Don't wanna keep the bitch
Hop in a foreign, these niggas so boring
I don′t need no key to switch
You want that money, you better get up and go find it
I'm makin′ heat for the streets and my music be timeless
Street shit, keepin' it trill for ′em
I kept it too real for 'em
I fucked the lil' bitch and she famous
Can′t say shit, ′cause she still goin'
Niggas can′t come where I hang at, that shit'll get real for ′em
She like to get fucked in her anus and like to get spit on
Same money I spent on my pound
Same money on them Rick Owens
Talk about me when I'm not around
And the same people ain′t got shit goin'
I'll knock your top off, I′m hot as hot sauce, yeah
Took her to Top Golf
Treat me like a mob boss when I′m with my gang
Yeah, yeah, they talkin' down on me
And them niggas, they doubted me
I really came from the hood
You know that I′m a young prodigy
Keep it two solid, my brothers, my brothers
They tell me they proud of me
If you my nigga, you say that you love me
You better not lie to me
Fuck on your bitch and I pass her back
Don't wanna keep the bitch
Hop in a foreign, these niggas so boring
I don′t need no key to switch
You want that money, you better get up and go find it
I'm makin′ heat for the streets and my music be timeless
48Hz
Taking 'em down when I'm down
Every time I gotta hang around them killers
Every time I gotta hang around them killers
Every time I gotta hang around them killers
Writer(s): Durk Banks, Matthew Robinson, Martinez Arnold Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
