Prof - Creek Boy lyrics
[Prof - Creek Boy lyrics]
If I put my mind to it lil' buddy
You know I'ma do it all the way
Roaches hate, I'm makin' moves
I listen 'bout as much as I can tolerate
From here on out we cuttin' out the
People who don't contribute to winning
Raise your glass to everybody who was
Here from the fuckin' beginning yeah
You talkin' 'bout toast
I'm talkin' 'bout bread
You talkin' 'bout gross
I'm talkin' 'bout net
You hold the false hopes
Folks is overdressed
Folks is so possessed over clothes
And hopeless sex hmm
You actin' funny, flashing money
Dog you rackin' up clout
I got cards, look at 'em charge
Look at 'em rackin' up miles
Look at a pack and a house
All the way down to the south
I got a house, I got it all figured out
None of you goofies allowed
I'ma live like a cannon off safety
I'm on a win streak baby you gone hate me
You gone hear me coming all the way
I been thinking little differently lately
I'ma tell you the truth and
They gone say things
But you gone hear me coming either way
If I put my mind to it lil' buddy
You know I'ma do it all the way
Roaches hate, I'm makin' moves
I listen 'bout as much as I can tolerate
From here on out we cuttin' out the
People who don't contribute to winning
Raise your glass to everybody who was
Here from the fuckin' beginnin yeah
My crew filled with hustlers
You could ask them
Hardworking, intelligent black men
I got lawyers, I got offices plural
I'm an employer, I copped a brand
New whip and I'ma enjoy her, bruv
I'm moving with exuberance, fuck the game
Pass the military-grade lubricant
Who'd admit from all the haters
That they really mad bro?
Rappers super Michael Jackson bad
No dad jokes
I seen big homies, turn to jealous homies
Turn to little homies
I know the deal, you a hater
Just be real homie hold your breath
Clench your fists 'till your hands hurt
Careful all that jealousy might
Turn to Kanser
I imagine you somewhere in a camper
Cryin' like, why my prayers unanswered?
That's life dog, ain't that about a bitch
Psst, let me tell you something, I won
I'm rich
I'ma live like a cannon off safety
I'm on a win streak baby you gone hate me
You gone hear me coming all the way
I been thinking little differently lately
I'ma tell you the truth and
They gone say things
But you gone hear me coming either way
If I put my mind to it lil' buddy
You know I'ma do it all the way
Roaches hate, I'm makin' moves
I listen 'bout as much as I can tolerate
From here on out we cuttin' out the
People who don't contribute to winning
Raise your glass to everybody who was
Here from the fuckin' beginning yeah
Hey yo, yo hey, hey hey
Look, 99% of everybody I came
Across in this fuckin' business
Didn't think what I've achieved
Right now was possible you dumb fucks
And I don't wanna' seem
Hateful or spiteful
'cause you know what I'm
Saying I'm actually
Kinda happy right now in my life and
A sore winner is the worst right?
You know what I mean?
But I got a long list of mother
Fuckers that can suck my dick
You know I'ma do it all the way
Roaches hate, I'm makin' moves
I listen 'bout as much as I can tolerate
From here on out we cuttin' out the
People who don't contribute to winning
Raise your glass to everybody who was
Here from the fuckin' beginning yeah
You talkin' 'bout toast
I'm talkin' 'bout bread
You talkin' 'bout gross
I'm talkin' 'bout net
You hold the false hopes
Folks is overdressed
Folks is so possessed over clothes
And hopeless sex hmm
You actin' funny, flashing money
Dog you rackin' up clout
I got cards, look at 'em charge
Look at 'em rackin' up miles
Look at a pack and a house
All the way down to the south
I got a house, I got it all figured out
None of you goofies allowed
I'ma live like a cannon off safety
I'm on a win streak baby you gone hate me
You gone hear me coming all the way
I been thinking little differently lately
I'ma tell you the truth and
They gone say things
But you gone hear me coming either way
If I put my mind to it lil' buddy
You know I'ma do it all the way
Roaches hate, I'm makin' moves
I listen 'bout as much as I can tolerate
From here on out we cuttin' out the
People who don't contribute to winning
Raise your glass to everybody who was
Here from the fuckin' beginnin yeah
My crew filled with hustlers
You could ask them
Hardworking, intelligent black men
I got lawyers, I got offices plural
I'm an employer, I copped a brand
New whip and I'ma enjoy her, bruv
I'm moving with exuberance, fuck the game
Pass the military-grade lubricant
Who'd admit from all the haters
That they really mad bro?
Rappers super Michael Jackson bad
No dad jokes
I seen big homies, turn to jealous homies
Turn to little homies
I know the deal, you a hater
Just be real homie hold your breath
Clench your fists 'till your hands hurt
Careful all that jealousy might
Turn to Kanser
I imagine you somewhere in a camper
Cryin' like, why my prayers unanswered?
That's life dog, ain't that about a bitch
Psst, let me tell you something, I won
I'm rich
I'ma live like a cannon off safety
I'm on a win streak baby you gone hate me
You gone hear me coming all the way
I been thinking little differently lately
I'ma tell you the truth and
They gone say things
But you gone hear me coming either way
If I put my mind to it lil' buddy
You know I'ma do it all the way
Roaches hate, I'm makin' moves
I listen 'bout as much as I can tolerate
From here on out we cuttin' out the
People who don't contribute to winning
Raise your glass to everybody who was
Here from the fuckin' beginning yeah
Hey yo, yo hey, hey hey
Look, 99% of everybody I came
Across in this fuckin' business
Didn't think what I've achieved
Right now was possible you dumb fucks
And I don't wanna' seem
Hateful or spiteful
'cause you know what I'm
Saying I'm actually
Kinda happy right now in my life and
A sore winner is the worst right?
You know what I mean?
But I got a long list of mother
Fuckers that can suck my dick