Breeze Prodigy & The Alchemist

[Chorus: Prodigy]
Them niggas got trash, I got quality
If you only knew, really, you should follow me
Your fave rapper, he scared
I'm catching all this breeze, nigga, I'm out here

[Verse 1: Prodigy]
I've waited hell of a long time to get mine
Right now I'm in position to shine
You could tell from my posture, I don't give a fuck
You could tell from the watch when I clean up
Now that's good taste, my shit is all that
New York style, with the Al Capone hat
Upscale sex, I have big fun
You're just a hater, you mad you can't get one
I got 20/20 vision
And my 2021 Ferrari, banging this shit
Real turned-up and my trunk don't raddle
I'm not cheap, you get what you spent
Nigga spared until you broke, and money ain't gon' help you
But that's another story, now where were we?
Oh yeah, getting swervy, and this ain't nothin'
Look, my rap more wordy than your prayers, my shit stunning
I'm alcohol'd out, I can't even drink orange juice
'Cause it remind me of the gin I was swimming in
Thirsty bitches trying to get a quench from me
Then I remind them this is Don P you're dealing with, bitch