Video Prologue 2 de Aaron Clarke 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Aaron Clarke - Prologue 2 Lyrics

Dreadhead kid from the uptown X
I done put my life up on a bet
Iight check
Give the ball god, none of them stopping me at my best
Right up in they chest
Placing ya bets? Then kid invest on me !
Living life rough no different from the next homie
Cuz I ain’t here to brag
Boy I put my mind on it cuz I’m needing a bag
That fast cash do it last? Cuz I ain’t take the path?
I ain’t flex on it
I was head deep surrounded my own artistry
I’m different, so bite me
Politely
Conjure up these thoughts that Bruce Lee like spike lee
I ain’t have a choice I’d rather grub than IV
I hope I gave you the perfect picture my id
Lion mane to match
Fit descriptions of a king cuz I’m built to last
I came from small money but my fam had class
High five on it
Build goals high for life and then dive on it
Take risks, fly, how much do you feel alive for it?
The real me, I know struggle I know me
Live life once I’m shooting like d’antoni
Woah !

Heard bout this kid for a long time
Stunned by these flows & these rhymes
BOY I DECLARE ACE
Met him had a different type vibe
Rebel type, that’s an interesting guy
BOY I DECLARE ACE
I don’t hear the fire like in that boy
Songs that you make kinda ass
BOY I DECLARE ACE
Draw 4, yeah, cut out my face
Numero uno I am, and I’m talking the spade !

Lemme give y’all all my introduction
Click play that button
Section 8 mice playing my tenants
And them boys really showed their attendance
Probably heard a beat I rapped on & tried to ad lib on a sentence
Damn
I ain’t got no secrets what reason I got to lie for?
For a dumb whore ?
I really ain’t got the time for?
I’m Tom Ford that’s strapped heavy to C4
The next best of the bunch ain’t even 1/4th
Of me
I know I’m real, got support homie
Never let em dress me, sucka I’ll stay bummy
I know that kinda line jumpman-ing ya head
The spoon fed, can’t relate to getting bread at all cost !
Did college late cuz intuition that shit cost
Financial aid like no noodles & all broth
Ppreciate the parents I had they always pushed forth
Never had a lot while young but never felt poor
I respect keeping it real
I ain’t gotta be a gimmick to stand out in the field
False claim, brag about bread I ain’t feel
Riding cars, that I never got to feel on my heel
People rock wit the kid cuz the real ness appeals
If you offended I’m guessing you gone feel how you feel
That something radiate up in you to put up a shield
But hey man I’m just keeping it real
My ideals
(Oo ooo)
Woah !

Heard bout this kid for a long time
Stunned by these flows & these rhymes
BOY I DECLARE ACE
Met him had a different type vibe
Rebel type, that’s an interesting guy
BOY I DECLARE ACE
I don’t hear the fire like in that boy
Songs that you make kinda ass
BOY I DECLARE ACE
Draw 4, yeah, cut out my face
Numero uno I am, and I’m talking the spade !