PROFIT

Aye
I been up feeling sick stomach is churning
And I just need it to be quiet
Losing friends but shit that happens
Especially when bitches trapping and trifling
I just been living in silence
But I am sick of the silence
When you is stuck in the quiet
Passenger seated no pilot
Aye
Get shoved to the side got me fucked up
I been lucid evidently got me pumped up
I been feeling rather heavy from the pressure
I will make it cuz I know I am the profit
Insecurities got me, feel like I'm not it
Dumbass bitches will make you feel like you're prodding
You can show me the signs, but I won't stop it
You will never top me
Was bout to blow my mind, yea yea
Indifferent for my time, yea yea
Nothing is promised
like a stripper on my grind, yea yea
I'm about mine, yea yea
I'm about mine, yea yea
Cause I'm about mine yea yea yea yea
I done lost a few friends out the frame Imah crop it
Left me to the curb like I'm Garbage
So I
Recycle my claim Imah Bible,
Truth And I'm libel to
Get in fights With you if try Saul
Foos getting tried like
You is a trial dropped after trying
Two is crowd
But I'm lucrative now
And it's more dough solo feeling it now
Uh
Please don't close if you see me
I don't wanna catch up, talk over repeats
I don't wanna link up, collab over my beats
Pardon my French but I don't fuck you
You smiling too much getting comfortable
Too Snide gonna get you packed lunch-able
Invincible and I'm untouchable
So if you like me better share my ocular
Seen my future like I'm that's so
Invited through the front door and back door
You can see from my stride I am useful
Beneficial cause I'm so truthful
Talking too much-gonna getcha tooth pulled
Lukewarm ass bitches you ain't hot enough
Don't know shit about nothing you ain't got enough
Not talent no hobbies you is rotting up
Outdated ass bars you ain't off the cuff
Feel so exposed like you In the buff
No content
Creativity you lacking
You fossil
Old shit ain't passing
Your parcel
Ain't delivered no package
Not gifted
So no money comes passing
I'm lifted
Like avatar bison
Coming for what I'm owed I'm the Profit
I'ts cold outside you can keep yours warm
Bearing the calm before the roar of the storm
I'ts cold outside you can keep yours warm
Bearing the calm before the roar of the storm
Was about to blow my mind yea yea
Indifferent for my time yea yea
Nothing is promised
Like a stripper on my grind yea yea
I'm about mine yea yea
I'm about mine yea yea
Cause I'm about mine yea yea yea yea