Profit$daProphet - Toast
Yea alright y'all already know what it ain't right
1.5s and Crystal Flutes shit
Cha Ching
Was thinking vinyl when Rel was talking NFT
Telling me think outside the box
Mind you this conversation was in a parked Caprice
Art appreciated let your sins release
Third generation from slavery, anybody need a key
Classic man fresh silk bow ties
Collected profits from those substances, but they pay tithes
Kept some blessings on them chirren
Cancel culture we not hearing
Mind won't turn no power steering
This two step gone save me every time
This for the night you and your dead homie had epic times
Downtown with the Diddy bop
Going ham letting the bottles pop
Pop had a habit I was born dope
Engineered out the kitchen whipped a couple quotes, damn
And this that make love in the wine cellar
And let her know she loved if nobody ain't tell her
Tap dancing on the orange moon beneath the purple rain
Hell of a year looking back cheers to how far we came
Yea we done lost some soldiers in the field
Pour out some liquor release tears
Tap dancing on the orange moon beneath the purple rain
Hell of a year looking back cheers to how far we came
My nephew had a baby, so the name carried
My dawg found love and they just got married
16 ain't enough like Ross and Dre, fuck a mixtape
I wrote a book running through bottles of chardonnay
Da Ancient Keys to Future Success a page a day
Is as sentimental as what Coltrane and Ellington play
Dope boy jazz keep bands 12 get no song
Played they lyrics in court now they next album postponed
Them crackas play foul
Cha Ching, alright this the part where you fix you a mutherfuck drink in the man cave
And you go through your cigar collection and you pull out
Cha Ching
I had a toast with the tailor
Quantum of Solace drink up
I caught a kiss at the airport
Butterscotch leather duffle clutch
I just might land on the Earth today
I might take off from the Earth today
I might pour twenty-three shots of Cincoro Tequila and drink till I fade way shish, damn
She say her beautician be working miracles
He say his barber is godsent
They say being fresh is spiritual
Well water with the sage lit
Illuminati rumors bullshit
To the Brian Flores from the Kaepernick
40 acres fuck the math in this
Jungle dogs, hyenas, savages
Other cultures come to America keep their culture and win
Check the averages
Being single is cool for a minute but only if you have a purpose
But let's give a toast to the marriages
And she just caught the bouquet drunk bullshitting
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Profit$ DaProphet
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