I know it’s hard 
To trust in me 
Broken hearts can bleed 
The words we need 
I know that your last 
Was the past 
And you have learned 
To just ask if I’m leaving 
But believe me 
'Cause you’re mine to earn. 

Just ask me about forever 
Don’t plan to let me go 
Let me in your life 
We're never saying never 
Don’t ever let me go 
Let me in your life 

As time goes by 
We know the truth
You and I we know
That it's me with you 
I am sad and hurt 
But I’ll last If you are near 
I know life is a bit scary 
But I’ll carry 
All of your fears

Just ask me about forever 
Don’t plan to let me go 
Let me in your life 
We're never saying never 
Don’t ever let me go 
Let me in your life 
Just ask me about forever 
Don’t plan to let me go 
Let me in your life 
We're never saying never 
Don’t ever let me go 
Let me in your life 

In your life, 
Your life
In your life
When all I need is you

Just ask me about forever 
Don’t plan to let me go 
Let me in your life 
We're never saying never 
Don’t ever let me go 
Let me in your life 
Just ask me about forever 
Don’t plan to let me go 
Let me in your life 
We're never saying never 
Don’t ever let me go 
Let me in your life 

 In your life, 
your life
In your life
Your life 
Your life

FOREVER

Said she from LA
And she wanna stay 
While she at my place  
Got the chopper from the safe
Bad bitch no me and she know I never play
We hit the strip club
throw some money on some babes

Riding in the coop
Yeah she finna shoot
Acting like a shooter
But the stars are in the roof
Yea we finna ball
With no jumper for the hoop
I just hit the box 
When Im goin off the juice

I told her bring some friends out
But now Im rollin in a Benz now
Cause Imma do another cleanse now
The chopper like to make amends now

Fuck nigga try me Imma pull up like a zip
Read between the lines when Im going off the rip
40 bands on me when Im driving in the whip
I keep that shit a hunned like the drum on my stick

Bitch Im really joc
VVS all in my watch
Never see my drop
Till Im goin off the yatch
Never gonna stop 
Even when I hit the top
I just made a hit 
And I aint talking bout the pop



Said she from LA
And she wanna stay 
While she at my place  
Got the chopper from the safe
Bad bitch no me and she know I never play
We hit the strip club
throw some money on some babes

Riding in the coop
Yeah she finna shoot
Acting like a shooter
But the stars are in the roof
Yea we finna ball
With no jumper for the hoop
I just hit the box 
When Im goin off the juice

I told her bring some friends out
But now Im rollin in a Benz now
Cause Imma do another cleanse now
The chopper like to make amends now

My shorty so bad that she know 
That its a flex
My life is like a nike 
All my sides are getting checks
You can ask my ex
All she ask for is the sex 
She always hits the line
When I tell myself what’s next

Cookin on the stove
Yea my bread is one the rise
Im all about the team 
You can see it in my eyes
I was down bad
You could here it from the cries
I made it out the mud
Now I let that shit all dry

Said she from LA
And she wanna stay 
While she at my place  
Got the chopper from the safe
Bad bitch no me and she know I never play
We hit the strip club
throw some money on some babes

Riding in the coop
Yeah she finna shoot
Acting like a shooter
But the stars are in the roof
Yea we finna ball
With no jumper for the hoop
I just hit the box 
When Im goin off the juice

FROM LA

Never had a pot to piss in, On God
Never had a spot Im missing, On God
Never had a rock for kicking, On God
But its all right

Many can tell
You got no pot to piss in
Its a Penny for your thought
But no well to wish in
Damn
I know you niggas better listen
Cause Im breakin down the door
And Im never gettin permission
Like a home invasion
It’s the throne Im takin
On my own I’m making 
The same without a label

They on cane but never able
To label the fable of their motherfuckin 
own life
that’s the old life
Or the cold life that I know bites 
From the cold nights
I was Stickin to my guns 
Cause the heat was  shown right
On the lone nights 
I was waiting for a motherfuckin spark
To start the grown life
Heavy in dark  
Is not for phone lights

Never had a pot to piss in, On God
Never had a spot  Im missing
Never had a rock for kicking, On God
But its all right

These Motherfuckers are trouble
So a nigga just had to struggle 
And double the hustle
Cause a nigga came from the rubble
And shoveled the rubble 
On duffles
Cause I waited for the cash flow
For the past hoes
That were getting mad low
Getting baked to mad dough
Is the fuckin plateau 
At the Chateau 
Eating Gateaus
In your tableau
Taking the fucking shots for ammo
Better wear the camo
If you plan slow
Im fuckin the beauty of the damned though
From the bando
These niggas are dam hoes
 Cut them off like Van Gogh 

Im sticking to can those
That figure they can show
How to sing on the stage
When Im Tonys Soprano

Never had a pot to piss in, On God
Never had a spot  Im missing
Never had a rock for kicking, On God
But its all right

Never had a pot to piss in, On God
Never had a spot  Im missing
Never had a rock for kicking, On God
But its all right

Never Had

Morning

Rich and Famous - Bobby Priel

All Night - Bobby Priel

Never On Your Mind

[Intro: Blue]
Drinking neat, ay

[Verse 1: Blue]
Why dream when you could do
Why crawl when you could walk
Say you wanna sprint ahead, 
But you following a flock 
Sheeps stand in awe, as I 
Stalk my prey in lamb wool
If you think it's the other 
Way around, 
You a damn fool
I'm a handful
You can't read the future 
From my palm
Mow the grass so I can
See the snakes laying in the lawn 
Praying for my mom,
Tryna get up on Forbes
See better than a hawk with
Bifocal's and four eyes
Henny to the face 
Plus the weed
Give me soar eyes
Tryna find the truth
In more lies all eyes on Blue
Big things come in small size
I'mma be the cover of XXL
See I could see the words 
Ain't got no trouble with brail
Ain't got no trouble with brail

[Verse 2: Prophet]
Live from the gutter 
I spit spatter and sputter
You other brothers cant 
S-stutter a word that I utter

I spit knowledge 
The nigga that hit college
But fell bondage 
I was a witness in the lineup 
But still picked pockets
The motherfuckin' sick Prophet
I spit rockets
With flame that hit cockpits
When I drop shit
I spit quick and hit nig's
with different rapper sonic's
But who the fuck ya'll kidding
Who the fuck ya'll dissing 
I'm the Prophet 
That stops quick 
To watch ya'll missing 

But now it's the strike three
With the rap Spike Lee
I'm sticking to the script 
But you nigga's skip fight scenes

I'm never degraded
I'm rated the greatest
By famous niggas that made it
And none you niggas can hate it
So stick to the basics
Fuck nigga,
You messin' with the greatness

[Chorus: Prophet]
I don't know bout the high life
I drop flow like a sky dive
I don't know bout the high life 
I don't know bout the high life [X2]

[Outro: Prophet]
I don't know bout the high life
I drop flow like a sky dive
I don't know bout the high life

Prophet (feat. Blue)- Hy Lyfe

[Chorus:]
Who do you think you are
To a nigga like me 
To a nigga like me
To a nigga like me, hey 
To a nigga like me, hey [X3]

[Verse 1:]
You keep crossing my mind
But we never cross paths
I never thought that our time
Would've ever lost past 
You see, 
Most niggas find a dime
And they don't last
But I be on my grind
Trust me, 
I could do the math

You see, it's you plus him
You got my mind racing
I spend my time chasing
I dont confine embracing 
In fact, you could fuck with that nigga
But your luck with a nigga ran out
When I thought we got it planned out

But listen, you don't 
Need my permission
I'm on a mission
That's driven by ambition
That transitioned to a vision
It's so apparent,
that you're declaring a great King
But I was made to do great things
For the taking, I'm waking up
And you be taking love
And I just hope that one day
You will both be breaking up
Just know that when
You both be making love
That I'll be making bucks
When you with niggas
Breaking trust, but

[Chorus:]
Who do you think you are
To a nigga like me 
To a nigga like me
To a nigga like me, hey 
To a nigga like me, hey [X2]

[Verse 2:]
And fuck your soul
And fuck your mind
You got none of both 
So why you boasting 
You see, I might be broken
But I'm still coping
Growing and hoping
That you be fuckin' doting
my emotions
I was choking but now you 
Still got my breathing
I'm leaving, 
Think I don't even really 
Need ya I think it's 
Time to see how life will play out
I may be lost now
I got the way out
I'm on my way now, so

[Chorus]
Who do you think you are
To a nigga like me 
To a nigga like me
To a nigga like me, hey 
To a nigga like me, hey [X3]

Prophet - N*gga Lyke Me

[Chorus]
You say you want a party album
But I don't do no party album
It's all about the felonies, yeah
It's all about the melody, yeah

You say you want a party album
But I don't do no party album
It's all about the felonies, yeah
It's all about the melody, yeah

[Verse 1]
They want the money in my pocket
Making change from what's out my wallet
They changing up the youngin' Prophet
So they can make a double profit 

Smoking gas till the emphysema,
Bombing tracks call it Hiroshima
I said I wanna Independent 
But they just want that big investment 

 [Chorus]
You say you want a party album
But I don't do no party album
It's all about the felonies, yeah
It's all about the melody, yeah

You say you want a party album
But I don't do no party album
It's all about the felonies, yeah
It's all about the melody, yeah

[Verse 2]
I said that I should know my rights
A party album isn't right
They said they hate that 'older shit' 
So fuck it, I'mma own this shit

All the fans like the mumbled words
Talking Xans, with the bud and Percs
You gotta rap like you're just from Atlanta
Talking dope and lean and with the Fanta

You wanna boom from the very start
The autotune will get you the charts
The fans they want a party album
So I'll give them a party album

Party Album

Prophet - Party Album

[Skit 1]
(Yo bro, That girl still playing games 
wit you dog, don't front)
I swear to God she really likes me
(Nah bro, she playing games, bro)
I'm tellin' you she not playin' no games
(Ight, prove it then)
Ight, I'll tell you what happened.

[Verse 1]
This time, a nigga should feel appreciated 
Alleviated
When all the people see he made it
Premeditated,
He'd be anticipated 
When he get famous
He would do big things 

Top down with shorty
I knock down a forty, 4-5
My shorty
Just got down, she naughty
But five-O's are coming
We ride slow, we duck em 
And ride out
Find a new place
To smoke and hideout

We getting high now
Shorty got dry mouth
I put the tunes on
We sit and we vibe out
Me itchin' to find out
If I make a move on her
Or snooze on her
Or get shot down 
Like she got a tool on her

[Pre-Chorus]
She can really get prude on me
And I just wanna get her nude on me
Make you krazy get glued on her
Did she play me, what's your view on her? 

[Chorus]
This time, this time
Did she play me this time, this time
Did she play me this time, this time
Did she play me this time, this time

[Skit 2]
(Bruh, shorty's a dub!)
I'm telling you, shorty's fine though. She...fucks with me
(No she don't bro. She's a dub
twenty dollar bill. Dub!)
Alright, I'll tell you what else

[Verse 2]
We were up all night, but still (so?)
Even got her to Netflix and chill(y'all fuck though?)
Nah, we kept it real
But I could see it in her eyes
That she wanted me still
So what's the deal?
I feel, she's a teaser
But I'm not saying 
I would leave her
Crazy bout her and I need her
You say she'd play me, I'mma cheat her

[Chorus]
This time, this time
Did she play me this time, this time
Did she play me this time, this time
Did she play me this time, this time

[Verse 3]
She woke me up in the morning, yawning
Said she doesn't wanna be annoying
But she gotta get going
She's about to get a ride from her boyfriend

[Skit 3]
(Nigga! She got a boyfriend? Dont--)
Nah, she like me though!
(Man, I don't even wanna hear that. I'm
off, bro. Peace, man.)
Damn

                              

Prophet - This Time

Right Now

EXstasy

FLEXN

Mental Health (prod. Prophet)

Bonnie & Clyde

Blue Parrot
Let me be honest
I saw you up in the club
Lookin so flawless
Your friends told me what’s up
And that you want this
2 years since I last saw you
Back in August

We’re grown now
Flying back from LA
To my hometown
All I see is your face
In the whole crowd
You walking over to me
Now it slows down

Remember driving all night
Under summer starlight
We both were losing our minds, our minds
But now we taking it slow
Time is helping us grow
I'm never letting you go

She knows me
We slow dancing right now
Touching her slowly
Her eyes on me right now
Looking so lonely 
She said, “You know, we could ride out”
Just keep it low-key”

I’m on one
She said “Who’s car we gonna drive?”
Told her I got one
She races me to my ride
Calling it shot gun
I said “Maybe in your next life”
And she said “Not fun”

Remember driving all night
Under summer starlight
We both were losing our minds, our minds
But now we taking it slow
Time is helping us grow
I'm never letting you go

To the Motel
“I can’t find a my key”
She said, “Oh, well”
Those hands reach in my jeans
We can both tell
Her eyes looking at me
Its going so well

We broke in
She pulls me close to her waist
Taking off clothing
My hand touching her face
Kissing the ocean
Loving this for the taste
Setting the motion

Remember driving all night
Under summer starlight
We both were losing our minds, our minds
But now we taking it slow
Time is helping us grow
I'm never letting you go

Blue Parrot

Got nothing to prove
Always tend to lose
The Xannie’s got me wiped out
Wiped out

I don’t do no friends
They leave you in the end
I always tend to strike out 
Strike out

We always take a time out
But when she on her night out
The pussy make me high now
I think I need to lie down 

I hit it when the lights out
Hit it when the lights out
Hit it when the lights out
Hit it when the lights out
Oh

I hit it when the lights out
Hit it when the lights out
Hit it when the lights out
Hit it when the lights out
Oh

I don’t waste no time
The money on my mind
I never check the price out 
Price out

I will never fold
She always need control
But that is when I ride out 
Ride out

I hit it when the lights out
Hit it when the lights out
Hit it when the lights out
Hit it when the lights out
Oh

I hit it when the lights out
Hit it when the lights out
Hit it when the lights out
Hit it when the lights out
Oh

Lights Out

Official Party Album Video:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FSDZFCYrS5Y
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Album: (Party Album)

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