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call me - prophet the wave god lyrics

hook [prophet]
call me on the phone (phone), she like i miss you (i really miss you)
how you been (been), i’m like i been coo
saying that she tired, i’m like yeah i’m feelin’ sick too
she just want me cause i blow through paper like a tissue
call me on the phone (phone), she like i miss you (i really miss you)
how you been (been), i’m like i been coo
saying that she tired, i’m like yeah i’m feelin’ sick too
she just want me cause i blow through paper like a tissue

verse 1 [prophet]
making big moves, cause debt is a pit that many fall into
debris blocking dreams, and i found a way to get through
lyin’ her way in my life saying i won’t diss you
left her place, she like i regret that i didn’t kiss you
when she slid through, i was h-ttin’, hide & seek
was broke and alone, now i got people who would just die for me
started investing in my future instead of buying diamond teeth
these people think that he or she is gonna grind for me
was led to paper like christmas lists
convicted for slaughter, they just love how i’m k!lling this
surp-ssed many expectations and i am just still a kid
i’ve been pulling strings, feelin’ like i am a ventriliquist

verse 2 [prophet]
i was livin’ life, livin’ colder than how cold my flow is
decided to become the most hottest edgar allen poe and
when everyone left me, i was already at my lowest
tryna get in dough, made sure my chance was just open
so sick you know this, i’m too wavy like the ocean
feel like a snowman if he was a poet
life’s a game, if you play, you gotta have some tokens
i’m too bright, i was made to snap, feel like a glow stick
chef with the saucin’, steph with the crossin’, i’m honest
klay thompson how i am ballin’, prophet like muhammad
bars is all i’m droppin’, sick like magic johnson, fly like aeronautics
i know yall gon’ wait on this tape, flames is all, when i drop it
stacked it like legos, told moms that i won’t ever let go
winter k!llers, no g herbo their was a ton of red snow
this artist is drawin’ the hardest art and this is just a sketch though
she wear me out, but i will still ring it like some wet clothes

- prophet the wave god lyrics

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