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Prophecy

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Hop in the booth, all I spit is truth, I'm 'bout to get loose
I'm giving lessons to increase your blessings so stressing reduce
More like a teacher, don't call me a preacher I won't feature you
Call me a sinner, but I stay a winner, lemme introduce
I swear to God
Sick of hearing my name when they spreading lies
Amount of times I've been defamed, yeah it's hella high
But it's calm, 5 years I'll be televised
And I'm causing reactions, catalyse
Eye for eye but never start no beef
My tolerance be low so I don't chase the heat
I only wear a check when I lace my feet
But now I chase the cheque by floating on the beat
Practically saying that imma take over
Only way to beat me, make music that's bolder
Don't need a guest verse to do something different
I switch up my accent cause you know I'm gifted
Get so high that i see slow-mo
Must be the winter cause my flow so cold
Wreck the beat like Ralph, I ain't talk polo
When I'm on a mission I don't wear logos
Hear to fulfil my prophecy, only God knows what's on my mind
Once the words begin, they ain't tend to stop, so my brain let's the pen glide
All the words I spit come straight from the heart, I don't keep my thoughts inside
So don't be questioning my honesty, cause you know that when I
Hop in the booth, all I spit is truth, I'm 'bout to get loose
I'm giving lessons to increase your blessings so stressing reduce
More like a teacher, don't call me a preacher I won't feature you
Call me a sinner, but I stay a winner, lemme introduce
Hi my name is Harvi, started writing bars at fifteen
But it was always for puppy love, turn out those girls don't fit me
I'm just kidding this ain't my life story
I stay in my lane so she call me Tory
Big Drip, shoutout Fivio Fori
I'm getting these dubs while there's holes for your glory
Old friends, turn to enemies
New friends, just pretend to me
That girl is dead to me
So don't come around here telling me
What been happening up in her life
I don't care if I called her my wife
I don't got no hoes, only chase the bag, cause it's the only thing that I like
And I swear to God
When I be telling my stories they listen
Every girl I meet tell me that I'm different
I love me some ass, don't mean that I'm kissing it
When I stay silent that means that I'm pissed at them
Work ethic never get tired, nobody knows when I'm gonna stop
Don't need designer to drip hard, when I go out I bring me a mop
Sit in my room I be thinking a lot
What's gon' happen when I get to the top
Everyday I say R.I.P Pop
Leap of faith when I
Hop in the booth, all I spit is truth, I'm 'bout to get loose
I'm giving lessons to increase your blessings so stressing reduce
More like a teacher, don't call me a preacher I won't feature you
Call me a sinner, but I stay a winner, lemme introduce

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Harvir Dhillon

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