Goddess FIJI - Prophet Of Chaos lyrics
[Goddess FIJI - Prophet Of Chaos lyrics]
One day the drug told me, keep it close
The cash told me, stack them rolls
My mind told me
Fuck them friends, fuck them hoes
Stay alone, do the most
No more socials act a ghost
Like the boy who’s doin fraud
Who’s always smoking dope
Never lost my hope but everything from
My feelings to my faith
The demon in my left arm tryna
Get up to my head
I get some trust it starts to
Burn it starts to shake
I don’t like hoes their face take
Turn they all too fake
Few sacrifice for the fucking World
I got to make no satanic shit but my demon
They are too real you got to feel
You got to kill this light in you
& all this will
Let this shit go until it’s dead
Until it’s darkness in your head
Until you can’t sleep in your bed
I give em nightmares they call me Freddy
Up out the lake I think Im Jason
You niggas knew me? I don’t remember
This bitch old I’ll reinvent her
She is boring she is a cancer
One thing weird shit is my temper
Im a traveler think im Amber
Up with they gang just like they member
Today im sleepin’ out im like a camper
Got some questions you didn’t answer
You were my light up in this
Dark you were my lantern
Im always smoking shatter where’s my manner?
Im the planner what’s the patern?
Im so glamour know my grammar
Not a dancer not a dreamer
Nor a rapper turned to a cheater
Like the reaper im so tragic
Seeing soul, leave they body got me so addict
The Chaos I am the prophet I have to admit
She like my bitch she always got more shit
She have to add it
She say she’s off the Moly
But she don’t badtrip
Wonder what’s goin up in her head
Shit must be like the abyss
She not into it no more
But still got the habit's
Shit I don’t care bout, Just like yo status
Shit gon’ shock you a little like some static
The look up in your eyes I know it’s panic
Up all night, with my beanie & my jacket
Writing classic
Want some color? I got the pallet
Want some shit? Just get some talent
Always off, everyday I do the sabbath
Brand new dope like what’s the fabric?
My niggas all smoking cabbage
While y’all lil boys just smoking garbage
Imma pour up on your tomb, & your casket
Not into coke & never done acid
Im no car but im still stuck in traffic
Im so high I walk on another planet
Named my bitch Clank cuz she was Ratchet
She attract niggas, now I called her magnet
She’d do everything for me
I called her maniac
My bitch really is a bitch
I called her Rachel are we in heaven or hell
Or whatever for real Idon't care
Whatever about is gonna happen
The cash told me, stack them rolls
My mind told me
Fuck them friends, fuck them hoes
Stay alone, do the most
No more socials act a ghost
Like the boy who’s doin fraud
Who’s always smoking dope
Never lost my hope but everything from
My feelings to my faith
The demon in my left arm tryna
Get up to my head
I get some trust it starts to
Burn it starts to shake
I don’t like hoes their face take
Turn they all too fake
Few sacrifice for the fucking World
I got to make no satanic shit but my demon
They are too real you got to feel
You got to kill this light in you
& all this will
Let this shit go until it’s dead
Until it’s darkness in your head
Until you can’t sleep in your bed
I give em nightmares they call me Freddy
Up out the lake I think Im Jason
You niggas knew me? I don’t remember
This bitch old I’ll reinvent her
She is boring she is a cancer
One thing weird shit is my temper
Im a traveler think im Amber
Up with they gang just like they member
Today im sleepin’ out im like a camper
Got some questions you didn’t answer
You were my light up in this
Dark you were my lantern
Im always smoking shatter where’s my manner?
Im the planner what’s the patern?
Im so glamour know my grammar
Not a dancer not a dreamer
Nor a rapper turned to a cheater
Like the reaper im so tragic
Seeing soul, leave they body got me so addict
The Chaos I am the prophet I have to admit
She like my bitch she always got more shit
She have to add it
She say she’s off the Moly
But she don’t badtrip
Wonder what’s goin up in her head
Shit must be like the abyss
She not into it no more
But still got the habit's
Shit I don’t care bout, Just like yo status
Shit gon’ shock you a little like some static
The look up in your eyes I know it’s panic
Up all night, with my beanie & my jacket
Writing classic
Want some color? I got the pallet
Want some shit? Just get some talent
Always off, everyday I do the sabbath
Brand new dope like what’s the fabric?
My niggas all smoking cabbage
While y’all lil boys just smoking garbage
Imma pour up on your tomb, & your casket
Not into coke & never done acid
Im no car but im still stuck in traffic
Im so high I walk on another planet
Named my bitch Clank cuz she was Ratchet
She attract niggas, now I called her magnet
She’d do everything for me
I called her maniac
My bitch really is a bitch
I called her Rachel are we in heaven or hell
Or whatever for real Idon't care
Whatever about is gonna happen