🎵 Track Title: Rubberband Prophet By Napz

[Hook] Rubberbands pop, I’m stackin’ the loot, Southern savage, I’m the living proof. Clockin’ out ops if they talkin’ loose, Napz in the cut, I don’t need no truce. [Verse 1] I’m the top dog, chaos in my attic, Snap on a track, turn calm to dramatic. Shawty ride with me, she know I’m erratic, But I slay for her name, that’s automatic. Young brotha from the South, I don’t play, Disrespect? I’ll make ‘em fade away. Moshpit mind, monsters in the closet, I’m the prophet, profit’s in my pocket. I’m clockin’ out fools who be talkin’ slick, Napz don’t fold, I just tighten the grip. I’m loyal to mine, I don’t switch for a check, If you cross me once, better brace for the wreck. I’m laughin’ while blastin’, they cappin’, I’m active, I’m savage, no mask, and my moves are attractive. I’m stackin’ these bands while they stuck in the past, I’m built for the moment, I’m movin’ too fast. [Hook] Rubberbands pop, I’m stackin’ the loot, Southern savage, I’m the living proof. Clockin’ out ops if they talkin’ loose, Napz in the cut, I don’t need no truce. [Verse 2] She shakin’ that ass, masterpiece in motion, I’m deep in the game, no need for promotion. Blastin’ through life, no brakes, just devotion, I’m the storm, they just waves in the ocean. Cap talkers get flipped like spatulas, She ride with me, cut through all the dramatics. Thunderman haulin’ heat in the back, Snap on a beat, leave the booth in black. I’m stackin’ these racks while they stuck in a loop, Napz in the cut, I don’t run with a group. Solo but lethal, I move with precision, Every decision’s a money incision. I’m built for the grind, I don’t sleep on the mission, They talk like they real, but they lack the conviction. I’m the one they call when the pressure too high, Rubberband prophet, I reach for the sky. [Bridge] I came from the bottom, now I’m risin’ with grace, Pain in my past, but I’m changin’ the pace. Voices in my head say “Napz, stay true,” So I move like a king, with a warrior’s view. No handouts, no shortcuts, no cheat codes, Just long nights, hard fights, and beast mode. I’m built for the climb, I’m made for the weight, Rubberbands stretch, but they never break. [Final Hook] Rubberbands pop, I’m stackin’ the loot, Southern savage, I’m the living proof. Clockin’ out ops if they talkin’ loose, Napz in the cut, I don’t need no truce. Shawty movin’ like a masterpiece, I’m the storm, she the calm, we a masterpiece. They talk cap, I bring the peace... or the beast, Whole world watchin’ when I unleash. © 2025 Crazynapz. All rights reserved. No part of this song, its lyrics, or composition may be reproduced, distributed, performed, or transmitted in any form or by any means without prior written permission from the copyright owner.