Profitless
Mhm, mhm
YSF Prez
New clique, you know what it do
Yeah
Imma get Imma make (Woah)
Imma get rich for me
Imma make history
This rap ain't shit to me (It ain't)
Imma make uh, Imma get uh
Imma make history
Imma get rich for me
This rap this rap ain't shit to me
Hold up
I feel to profitless (Profitless) not to go get this shit (Get this shit, get this shit)
I got no purpose if I am not in this shit
Fuck the whole industry (Fuck 'em all)
It's me, my pen, and my enemies
You ain't no friend to me
Aint no more pressing me
Gotchu impressed by me
Cal boy you envy me
I am the MVP
New kind of entity
Lyrics my weaponry
Haters give energy, woah
I spit it so heavenly should be a felony
Sorry but none of you niggas is catching me
None of you niggas is catching me (None of you)
None of you huh?
None of you niggas is catching me (Nope)
I make a masterpiece
And you drop catastrophes
I make a what
Imma get Imma make (Woah)
Imma get rich for me
Imma make history
This rap ain't shit to me (Nah)
Imma make uh Imma get uh
Imma make history
Imma get rich for me
This rap this rap this rap this rap this rap this rap this (Yeah)
Catch a heart attack when the Prez raps
You better obey when the Prez snaps
I'm more (Snap, snap) plus all that
Spitting fun facts like a Snapple cap
Holy fuck
I'm blowing up
No allergies but I'm sick as fuck (Achoo)
And I'm back at it so you niggas shook
Fed the bait and you bit the hook
So holy fuck, I'm blowing up
Imma say it loud so you know what's up
Now I'm laced up
This is way more of a slam dunk than a layup (Splash), do you get what Im saying? (Yuh)
Like this shit is so automatic
The way that a nigga been at it I feel like an addict and that's why I'm panicked (Huh)
Like this shit is tragic
Im stuck in a classroom
With some math dudes
And I'm past snooze
And the only chick in the whole room, with a fat ass, got attitude (She do)
So what imma do? (What?)
So what imma do? (What?)
Imma get Imma make (Woah)
Imma get rich for me
Imma make history
This rap ain't shit to me
Imma make (Uh) Imma get (What)
Imma make (Uh) history (What)
Imma get rich for me (Uh)
This rap (What) this rap this rap this rap ain't shit to me (Uh, What)
And I just been all on my grind
Thinking bout it, if I could really go get it this time
Well probably not
I don't know (Woah, woah)
Could I cop?
I got all the fuckin rocks (Splash)
I don't have a single watch (Tik tok tik tok tik)
I don't even got no chains man, it's all about the brain
Presidential things
Back on my bullshit I got 6 fuckin rings man
Championship offense
Flooded my cells
I got the bars that could give you the problems
Welcome to autumn all of you niggas is fallin
Say hi to the bottom (Hey)
Crip walk like a bad martian with a broken leg and its so awesome
On the other hand man its so exhausting
In the other hand I got a blunt smoking
In the other hand I got a gun toted
So whatever goes down man I'm locked and loaded
Man I'm locked and loaded (Bang)
On the back of the bus with my black friends
El Chapo with the trap shit
And you average L's like a catfish
I'm a stand up guy like a backflip
You a ashy nigga with the cracked lips
You fuck with the boys and get bagged bitch
No need to adapt i'm a savage GAWD DAMN
I feel like I am the best in the vent
Smoking on gas
Burning trees like a incense
And I'm tyna be bigger than the continents
Keep dropping hits, shits bottomless
Tryna teach something to the populous
You can sit back and be profitless
Now I gained my confidence and I'm dominant
USA I'm bombing shit
First of my kind like Obama shit
That's Presidential checked off my list, hold up yeah (Drip)
Who is the one that been killing this shit
Slime lang with the venomous spit
Bring this excellence when I represent
This life I lived with negligence and I turn my shit so relevant
I paved a way so elegant
I won't fall no Genesis
I stuck to the shit like a feminist
I overdosed on adrenalin
And you pussy niggas so sensitive
Thats how I know I'm heaven sent
Stay positive (Uh)
Til the death of me
So the enemies could hol dat energy
I told y'all this was meant for me
This was meant for me yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
YSF Prez
New clique, you know what it do
Yeah
Imma get Imma make (Woah)
Imma get rich for me
Imma make history
This rap ain't shit to me (It ain't)
Imma make uh, Imma get uh
Imma make history
Imma get rich for me
This rap this rap ain't shit to me
Hold up
I feel to profitless (Profitless) not to go get this shit (Get this shit, get this shit)
I got no purpose if I am not in this shit
Fuck the whole industry (Fuck 'em all)
It's me, my pen, and my enemies
You ain't no friend to me
Aint no more pressing me
Gotchu impressed by me
Cal boy you envy me
I am the MVP
New kind of entity
Lyrics my weaponry
Haters give energy, woah
I spit it so heavenly should be a felony
Sorry but none of you niggas is catching me
None of you niggas is catching me (None of you)
None of you huh?
None of you niggas is catching me (Nope)
I make a masterpiece
And you drop catastrophes
I make a what
Imma get Imma make (Woah)
Imma get rich for me
Imma make history
This rap ain't shit to me (Nah)
Imma make uh Imma get uh
Imma make history
Imma get rich for me
This rap this rap this rap this rap this rap this rap this (Yeah)
Catch a heart attack when the Prez raps
You better obey when the Prez snaps
I'm more (Snap, snap) plus all that
Spitting fun facts like a Snapple cap
Holy fuck
I'm blowing up
No allergies but I'm sick as fuck (Achoo)
And I'm back at it so you niggas shook
Fed the bait and you bit the hook
So holy fuck, I'm blowing up
Imma say it loud so you know what's up
Now I'm laced up
This is way more of a slam dunk than a layup (Splash), do you get what Im saying? (Yuh)
Like this shit is so automatic
The way that a nigga been at it I feel like an addict and that's why I'm panicked (Huh)
Like this shit is tragic
Im stuck in a classroom
With some math dudes
And I'm past snooze
And the only chick in the whole room, with a fat ass, got attitude (She do)
So what imma do? (What?)
So what imma do? (What?)
Imma get Imma make (Woah)
Imma get rich for me
Imma make history
This rap ain't shit to me
Imma make (Uh) Imma get (What)
Imma make (Uh) history (What)
Imma get rich for me (Uh)
This rap (What) this rap this rap this rap ain't shit to me (Uh, What)
And I just been all on my grind
Thinking bout it, if I could really go get it this time
Well probably not
I don't know (Woah, woah)
Could I cop?
I got all the fuckin rocks (Splash)
I don't have a single watch (Tik tok tik tok tik)
I don't even got no chains man, it's all about the brain
Presidential things
Back on my bullshit I got 6 fuckin rings man
Championship offense
Flooded my cells
I got the bars that could give you the problems
Welcome to autumn all of you niggas is fallin
Say hi to the bottom (Hey)
Crip walk like a bad martian with a broken leg and its so awesome
On the other hand man its so exhausting
In the other hand I got a blunt smoking
In the other hand I got a gun toted
So whatever goes down man I'm locked and loaded
Man I'm locked and loaded (Bang)
On the back of the bus with my black friends
El Chapo with the trap shit
And you average L's like a catfish
I'm a stand up guy like a backflip
You a ashy nigga with the cracked lips
You fuck with the boys and get bagged bitch
No need to adapt i'm a savage GAWD DAMN
I feel like I am the best in the vent
Smoking on gas
Burning trees like a incense
And I'm tyna be bigger than the continents
Keep dropping hits, shits bottomless
Tryna teach something to the populous
You can sit back and be profitless
Now I gained my confidence and I'm dominant
USA I'm bombing shit
First of my kind like Obama shit
That's Presidential checked off my list, hold up yeah (Drip)
Who is the one that been killing this shit
Slime lang with the venomous spit
Bring this excellence when I represent
This life I lived with negligence and I turn my shit so relevant
I paved a way so elegant
I won't fall no Genesis
I stuck to the shit like a feminist
I overdosed on adrenalin
And you pussy niggas so sensitive
Thats how I know I'm heaven sent
Stay positive (Uh)
Til the death of me
So the enemies could hol dat energy
I told y'all this was meant for me
This was meant for me yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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Writer(s): Elijah Harper
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