Profit Perry Lyrics

I'm tired of niggas throwing dirt on my name

I swear to god man that shit bouta change

Niggas be tryna play me like a lame I swear to god man that shit bouta change

Most of these niggas just tap to get fame

I rap to get this shot off my brain

I just do me and I stay in my lane

But I think that it's time for a change

I'm sick of the talking I'm sick of the gossip

I'm feeling like Profit the number 1 topic

These niggas gay and they stuck in the closet

They really don't me to speak about it

These niggas bitches and I'm a expose em

I ain't no regular nigga I'm chosen

This ain't no regular gas this shit potent

She hit that shit once and say that she rolling

I hit from the back I love when she throw it

But I can not save her I'm not heroic

I just do me and I just keep it going

This shit sound like a young nigga wrote this but I didn't write this

A young nigga fire

Im lightning and striking and nigga igniting

I don't got time for mufucking fighting

He run up on me that nigga dying

They feeling the pressure a young nigga applying

Thought they was real but niggas ain't solid

Niggas be running they mouth pocket watching

But don't worry bout what's in my pocket

I dress myself I don't need me no stylist

I'm in the sky I get high like a pilot

If you want war then nigga u got it

I'm in the field I'm really bout it

Bitch I'm a king call me young Tut

If he run up he get smoked like a blunt

Niggas be talking like they can't get touched

Thought he was real til he showed me wassup

Call me young Kobe cause nigga I'm clutch

Beefing with me better pray for some luck

100 rounds aiming at you better duck

Why is you mad cause I'm on and they stuck

I'm tired of niggas throwing dirt on my name

I swear to god man that shit bouta change

Niggas be tryna play me like a lame I swear to god man that shit bouta change

Most of these niggas just tap to get fame

I rap to get this shot off my brain

I just do me and I stay in my lane

But I think that it's time for a change

I'm sick of the talking I'm sick of the gossip

I'm feeling like Profit the number one topic

These niggas gay and they stuck in the closet

They really don't me to speak about it

These niggas bitches and I'm a expose em

I ain't no regular nigga I'm chosen

This ain't no regular gas this shit potent

She hit that shit once and say that she rolling

I hit from the back I love when she throw it

But I can not save her I'm not heroic

I just do me and I just keep it going

This shit sound like a young nigga wrote this but I didn't write this

A young nigga fire

Im lightning and striking and nigga igniting

I don't got time for mufucking fighting

He run up on me that nigga dying