Professional
I wanna be professional, I wanna be a rap star
I wanna do it big, buy my homies couple fast cars
I know I'm unsigned, but bring all of the hot bars
My vision one day is to top all of the rap charts
Open up my eyes see the wave up in the ocean
I'm taking back my heart, I'm sealing up emotion
Alone on my own wishin I was interwoven
I look back on time got me moving slow motion
Tripping on myself an that be my new slogan
Walking on the road alone like a ronin
I'm tired of being broken and not being chosen
Thoughts up in my head so I opened up, spoke them
Man I'm feeling confident all up on my own shit
Open up my eyes, restricted on my license
Dedicated rhymes, consistent with intention
Putting in the time, persistent with invention
Mention my ascension, I'm coming for contention
Better yet don't if I don't meet your conditions
I think I need suspension, I think I need detention
Before I demolition and end my competition
My words of ammunition have put me in position
To say it on the track, man fuck the politicians
Represent my interests, put it on my wish list
You represent yourselves while driving in your Benz's
Crew gassed up, man they all looking fumigated
Y'all too dark, you need to get illuminated
Looking at me, Mal climbing to a new tier
Rapping up bars I'm giving out two cheers
Rip this bitch, I turn it up, lock it down, then throw it up
Flip the switch, I fuck it up, buy a pound, then smoke it up
Chef is prince, I know the king, he's ballin big, he's wearing rings
He uppercut up in the ring, just wait till I can fucking sing
Blown off my cartridge, get it poppin in the saga
Body paint with chocolate, lick it all up off her later
Flow got complicated, comic con commentator
Man I think she want it maybe I will hit the DM later
Chef lead in the front, man I am the motivator
Voice get shaky like you choking on the vibrator
Lady get nasty, imma show you how I do it later
Turn it back around beat yah pussy like a terminator
I wanna be professional, I wanna be a rap star
I wanna do it big, buy my homies couple fast cars
I know I'm unsigned, but bring all of the hot bars
My vision one day is to top all of the rap charts
I wanna do it big, buy my homies couple fast cars
I know I'm unsigned, but bring all of the hot bars
My vision one day is to top all of the rap charts
Open up my eyes see the wave up in the ocean
I'm taking back my heart, I'm sealing up emotion
Alone on my own wishin I was interwoven
I look back on time got me moving slow motion
Tripping on myself an that be my new slogan
Walking on the road alone like a ronin
I'm tired of being broken and not being chosen
Thoughts up in my head so I opened up, spoke them
Man I'm feeling confident all up on my own shit
Open up my eyes, restricted on my license
Dedicated rhymes, consistent with intention
Putting in the time, persistent with invention
Mention my ascension, I'm coming for contention
Better yet don't if I don't meet your conditions
I think I need suspension, I think I need detention
Before I demolition and end my competition
My words of ammunition have put me in position
To say it on the track, man fuck the politicians
Represent my interests, put it on my wish list
You represent yourselves while driving in your Benz's
Crew gassed up, man they all looking fumigated
Y'all too dark, you need to get illuminated
Looking at me, Mal climbing to a new tier
Rapping up bars I'm giving out two cheers
Rip this bitch, I turn it up, lock it down, then throw it up
Flip the switch, I fuck it up, buy a pound, then smoke it up
Chef is prince, I know the king, he's ballin big, he's wearing rings
He uppercut up in the ring, just wait till I can fucking sing
Blown off my cartridge, get it poppin in the saga
Body paint with chocolate, lick it all up off her later
Flow got complicated, comic con commentator
Man I think she want it maybe I will hit the DM later
Chef lead in the front, man I am the motivator
Voice get shaky like you choking on the vibrator
Lady get nasty, imma show you how I do it later
Turn it back around beat yah pussy like a terminator
I wanna be professional, I wanna be a rap star
I wanna do it big, buy my homies couple fast cars
I know I'm unsigned, but bring all of the hot bars
My vision one day is to top all of the rap charts
Credits
Writer(s): Malachai Hilt
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