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prince garçon - self lyrics
[prelude: prince garçon]
i don’t make this music to sound good
i make this sh-t because i have –
i have a lot to learn
so i take inspiration from my idols
and just put it into this kinda music and –
i don’t want people to sort of love it
i just want people to listen to it
i just want people to press play on this sh-t
and when they hear it for the first time they’re hyping and they’re just –
they’re just like –
f-ck
[chorus: prince garçon]
told myself i was over it
truth’s unspoken, exposing it
you thought i was open, you a predator
i’m not part of it
told myself i was over it
truth’s unspoken, exposing it
you thought i was open, you a predator
i’m not part of it
told myself i was over it
run in circles, man, ‘course i did
i got one more minute ‘fore i start questioning everything
posted up, and you posted it
why the f-ck you opposing it?
you got one more minute ‘fore i start f-cking up everything
[verse 1: prince garçon]
claustrophobic flows
i’m opening doors, you looking like ghosts, on-
everything that i own
i’m gonna go ghost, and b-tch i’mma blow, it’s
funny how people i know
be acting like bro, when scooping up hoes, and
dressing so clean, but acting like fiends
and shipping out all of the dope, and
close it
i see the message, looking all rosy
i see you posing
standing my real men, looking all cozy
acting like part of it
thinking i’ll pardon it
b-tch i won’t pardon it
bet you want bars and sh-t
but i won’t question
how i’m on mars with it
(sp-ce)
[interlude: hoodie kid jay]
i mean, we all spend our whole life, like
just believing what people told us
but, you know, like
what about yourself?
what do you believe?
i believe in myself
f-ck somebody else’s opinion
i care about what i care about
you know?
[verse 2: hoodie kid jay & prince garçon]
she turned me heartless
so now i can’t make love to my b-tch
got me looking for these hoes that’s trying to blow on my d-ck
i can’t stand it
but n-ggas know my hand is –
not getting me off the way i’m trying to have it
when that p-rn don’t do it then that p-rnstar can
i’mma pay the little hoe, proceed to get some -ss
dog i’mma ch-ss
motherf-cking leave on that b-tch
take the condom off and only leave with my d-ck
swipe my card, choose a car
take the green line to my crib
so i can make some plans that’ll make a way for my little n-ggas
hard hustle, that’s a hard hustle
the only way to hustle hard is use tome godd-mn muscle
the only way to get some muscle is if you f-cking hustle
and if i got a p-ssy n-gga fake like he wanna tussle
it’s on me –
the switchblade
come homie –
round my way
and try some f-cking stupid sh-t so i can f-cking cut you
(yup, yup, yup)
[verse 3: prince garçon]
hattori hanzō, way i’m dressed in yellow when i’m in that hold, uh
dressed in all black when i’m k!lling flows, i know
when i hit a l!ck and i’m faced with all my foes
when i see a b-tch and i punch him in the throat
hustle, just grind, when i –
hit that mm-mm-mm
ad-libs, no time, when i –
ski mask that flow, uh-huh
telephone calls when i walk in every time
but i’m just by myself, that a crime?
b-tch, no, yup
(self)
[chorus: prince garçon]
told myself i was over it
truth’s unspoken, exposing it
you thought i was open, you a predator
i’m not part of it
told myself i was over it
truth’s unspoken, exposing it
you thought i was open, you a predator
i’m not part of it
told myself i was over it
run in circles, man, ‘course i did
i got one more minute ‘fore i start questioning everything
posted up, and you posted it
why the f-ck you opposing it?
you got one more minute ‘fore i start f-cking up everything
[verse 4: prince garçon]
claustrophobic flows
i’m opening doors, you looking like ghosts, on-
everything that i own
i’m gonna go ghost, and b-tch i’mma blow, it’s
funny how people i know
be acting like bro, when scooping up hoes, and
dressing so clean, but acting like fiends
and shipping out all of the dope, and
close it
i see the message, looking all rosy
i see you posing
standing my real men, looking all cozy
acting like part of it
thinking i’ll pardon it
b-tch i won’t pardon it
bet you want bars and sh-t
but i won’t question
how i’m on mars with it
(self)
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