Lil Duke - Prodigy lyrics

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