Quelle the Prophet - Tracy McGrady Lyrics

And he probably going to hear this too
Lazy eyes and jukes
This that my team chose me to hold it down so I got up
And started cooking 'til it locked up
Metaphorically, got a flock of styles in the set
You should get your stock up, you aint on this yet
Legion of the Lift Off, brola how could I forget
Aint no kissing asses cause there's assets to protect
I was underrated when I made it to the Met
They underestimated my inflated intellect
So I flew in a cool G-series coupe
Bouncing down Broad River, plotting for the loot
Intuition and the wisdom only way I move
So I can't really speak on if they speak about the truth
You had only one job, but you tried to get cute
So that movie you was talking 'bout came out a spoof
Lost the whole bag because vanity had told you to
While I sat back sipping on my apple juice
My girl is real lowkey, but these Air Griffey's are hightops
You up in the nosebleed, but I'm up in the skybox
Below-par don't approach me, they just want what I got
Peace of mind, but I don't share a piece of mine
In the shade, laid, champagne glass full of apple juice
Boy is Ma Dukes glad I got up off the stoop
Boy I never double back on someone who rejected me
The ones who saw something, are with me presently
I got style. I got sauce. This without designer
Taller chick want to take it off, wasn't even trying to chase.
Carolina southern made
Bro New Orleans taught me
When you play the game the way I play
You can't be surprised that they copy
I took what I had, threw it off the glass
I made magic in my path to H-town in my past
Not too fast, this just silky smooth with it
She tried to play the D, but aint no what to do with it, hear me
They goin judge me either way, I'm cool wit it
If I don't feel it in my spirit, then I don't move with it
My girl is real lowkey, but these Air Griffey's are hightops
You up in the nosebleed, but I'm up in the skybox
Below-par don't approach me, they just want what I got
Peace of mind, but I don't share a piece of mine