Profit Type Song

I know they can sense how I'm working for change
I be the type to go swerve in that lane
Heard what they said it ain't personal man
If you ain't on the grind it get worse every day
On the social they gone lurk on the main
Promise it ain't gone be permanent pain
Prophet tell them what's the word to the man
You and me we ain't be serving the same

Know how I go with the beat and it bang
Stuff that I heard on the street got me strange
Power like gas and it's reeking for days
Better with time ain't decreasing with age

Got to make a couple sales
Get the bread before its stale
They don't see the vision
Don't believe the vision
Then they feel the vision like braille
Scams coming in the mail
Fibbing telling all them tales
Know we been pressure like some big steppers
Got that big pressure never fail

Bet it
Let it
I'm gonna go where I'm headed
I might say it then forget it
Know if I said it I meant it
We got to go till we get it
They think that we gone regret it
Never been one who resent it
I'm gonna let it get hectic
I been switching up my setting
Flick, flip, I reset it
I keep the bag on my reticle
They on the side actin petty
Bounce back like tennis
Work like I'm my own apprentice
That capping shit is unacceptable
If you with it you ain't ready

Know how I go with the beat and it bang
Stuff that I heard on the street got me strange
Power like gas and it's reeking for days
Better with time ain't decreasing with age