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letra de my prophecy - michael dacapo

all that hating keeps me motivated
so i keep on racing
paper chasing
can’t wait for the day
when i say i made it
cross that finish line
victory will be mine
and i’m letting y’all all know
it’s only a matter of time
so sit back and watch and see
cause this is like my prophecy
i spit no hypocrisy
who out here could f-ck with me
all these n-ggas dead to me
i’m a do it b. i. g
i’m from that brooklyn, n. y. c
i thank you mama, raised a g
feed of all y’all energy
i call that sh-t that celery
cause a n-gga want that green
nothing else just in between
best believe that i won’t fall
cause i’m the realist of them all
i got my word and my b-lls
so i got to go hard
but i ain’t going home at all
so these f-cking streets i roam
i be all in my zone
so just leave me alone
hungrier than a bum
who ain’t eat in days
but i swear i got a lot of
food that’s on my plate
and i eat like king
and i work like a slave
i reward myself
when i buy these chains
man i’m dipping in that cool whip
whipping up that white b-tch
whip it with my right wrist
sh-t wasn’t exciting
talking about that night shift
til that sunlight hit
i don’t just write sh-t
this is my life pr-ck
and i had the gun c-cked
for anybody trying to stop
my goal for me to reach the top
i swear to god they getting shot
or they might get stabbed
sh-t gonna look bad
don’t let me go in that book bag
opportunity didn’t knock
on my window or my door
so don’t you dare ask me
what i’m out here hustling for
cause this is what i grind for
i ain’t trying to die poor
i just want to be rich
if i had one wish
i just want to be rich
if i had one wish
this is like my prophecy
i spit no hypocrisy
who out here could f-ck with me
cause all these n-ggas dead to me
i’m a do it b. i. g
i’m from that brooklyn, n. y. c
i thank you mama, raised a g

- michael dacapo

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