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prodigies - q prodigal lyrics

verse 1
my mom told me
“son don’t repeat the cycles.”
i told her that i loved her
hold my rifle like my bible
i got these two revolvers
treat the ammo like disciples
which bullet gone turn judas
turn and shoot me with my eyes closed?
i click clack
lost in this world i’m disillusioned
the truth can be depressing
i got muses to get through it
took a trip to lala land
just me and lucy cooling
in the sky of diamonds
getting higher to my f-cking music
b-tch you foolish
if you thought that this was cruising
take off on these n-gg-s
like my name was carl lewis
embarr-ss all these phonies
got ‘em red like john gruden
if you n-gg-s wanna guard the f-cking paint
i know some shooters, we could do it
the product was infamous
and they probably got his motherf-cking
scholarships lifted
because his knowledge was a godsend
and a product of difference between
his father and his mom, he as hard as it gets
not even hard as it’s gettin’
he run the ball like a scrimmage
and spend it all with no limit
and shoot at hogs when he’s timid
he keep em wishing like timmy
but never turn on his b-tches
he got a burner
if you wanna go and squirm with the fishes
you better learn yo f-cking lesson
‘fore you burn like them bridges
end up all up in the water
feeling warmer than dishes
soft lil n-gg-. it’s q!

- q prodigal lyrics

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