Creek Boy Prof

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[Chorus: Prof]
If I put my mind to it lil' buddy you know I'ma do it all the way
Roaches hate, I'm makin' moves, I listen 'bout as much as I can tolerate
From here on out we cuttin' out the people who don't contribute to winning
Raise your glass to everybody who was here from the fuckin' beginning
Yeah

[Verse: Prof]
You talkin' 'bout toast, I'm talkin' 'bout bread
You talkin' 'bout gross, I'm talkin' 'bout net
You hold the false hopes, folks is overdressed
Folks is so possessed over clothes and hopeless sex (Hmm)
You actin' funny, flashing money, dog you rackin' up clout
I got cards, look at 'em charge, look at 'em rackin' up miles
Look at a pack and a house, all the way down to the south
I got a house, I got it all figured out, none of you goofies allowed

[Pre-Chorus]
I'ma live like a cannon off safety
I'm on a win streak baby you gone hate me
You gone hear me coming all the way
I been thinking little differently lately
I'ma tell you the truth and they gone say things
But you gone hear me coming either way

[Chorus: Prof]
If I put my mind to it lil' buddy you know I'ma do it all the way
Roaches hate, I'm makin' moves, I listen 'bout as much as I can tolerate
From here on out we cuttin' out the people who don't contribute to winning
Raise your glass to everybody who was here from the fuckin' beginnin
Yeah