AR the Prophet - Ugly

Yeah
Yeah
Prophet
Ugly
Ugly situation
Back and forth pacing tryna find A way to make it
No keys to a crib
But I got keys to the Chevy
Couple thousand in the tuck
I need to get my credit up
Bounce back crazy hella focused Now (yeah)
Misshaped Misunderstood Ghetto Black Child
Tears fall from my eyes
Such a Ugly Cry
But You Gotta Love Yourself
A Thugs lullaby
You
When this shit get UGLY
U Gotta Love Yourself
U Gotta Love Yourself
UGLY
You
When this shit get UGLY
U Gotta Love Yourself
U Gotta Love Yourself
UGLY
Ugly
Ugly situation
Back and forth pacing tryna find A way to make it
Dropped out of school
Now he on the block chasin
4 point 0 GPA
450 grams weighed out now That’s a plate
Try to rob him
Well it get ugly
BIG 45 on his waist
He lost his brother to Gun Violence
So he ain’t scared to let it rang
When this shit get ugly
It’s more than a look that’s on his Face
It get ugly in these streets
I’m tryna stay alive
Bullets fly
Niggas die
Mothers cry daily
Check the faces on your Neighbors
Are they UGLY
You Gotta Love Yourself when Shit gets UGLY
When this shit get UGLY
You
When this shit get UGLY
U Gotta Love Yourself
U Gotta Love Yourself
UGLY
You
When this shit get UGLY
U Gotta Love Yourself
U Gotta Love Yourself
UGLY
I’m In Love
When this shit get Ugly mane
I’m in Love
When this shit get Ugly mane
I’m in love
With myself
When this shit get Ugly mane
Gotta Love yourself
You gotta Love yourself
When this shit get Ugly
U Gotta Love Yourself
UGLY
U
Gotta
Love
Yourself

Written by:
DeMitrious Wyant

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