Track 11 on Alligator Bites Never Heal
PROFIT Lyrics
[Intro]
Now you might ’cause you might
[Verse]
Dirted up on my fingernails, blood on my top hat
Nigga talkin’ tough, I had to build a nigga talk back
Flowin’ on the beat, my engineer gon’ mute the talk back
Black bitches always bendin’ backwards on a soft mat
Doin’ acrobats, fallin’ face first, ass down
I was playin’ father figure now I’m makin’ six now
Six figures now, my shit’s bigger in your sink now
Who would’ve thought that Jaylah Hickmon be a hit now?
I rep my city despite the fact that they hated me
I’m breakin’ bread with bird bitches like caterine
I’m makin’ peace with the fact that I’m goin’ pop and shit
I’m makin’ papa shit but I’m still poppin’ shit
My label hate the direction I’m goin’, they not my shit
Stick to the plan and ignore ’em, I can’t acknowledge it
They don’t make statues of critics, they don’t make statues of fans
I’m not no politician, I can’t be shakin’ them hands
Fuck modest, fuck polish, fuck the politics
I pledge alleagence to the motherfuckin’ profit, bitch
[Outro]
Turn the hook in
Hello?
Hittin’ what you suppose to
We recordin’ right now
You recordin’?
Nah, man, I’m just really proud of you, though,
I just wanna tell you that I’m proud of you,
I love you, talk your shit, go crazy,
I mean, go be the icon that you are, that’s all