Lyrics:
bottles of Ciroc
And bowls of red grapes members of
Meek's entourage
Old friends who he now semi-employs
For a variety of unspecific tasks
Drift in and out
we plan
Understand and understood God
See we goin' show them the strength in what we doing
Cause this is for he babies (indeed)
That's why it's
the windows; chilling in the backseat.
Always professional; maybe he will question you,
Good for your soul, like when your mama gave you vegetables.
Coach C
see...needles...
Oh oh! you guys are so professional
No, it's nothing...
I mean the way you get to travel to all those exotic towns
You get to playin' and playin' in
time
That you say the word us
There is no us, there is no trust
So there sure as hell ain't us
Save it for somebody who cares
Your lies travel in pairs
Thinking of a place real far, far away
Where I will never ever have to see your face again
Fake in relationships, professional heartbreaker
And that
Haha
Now, now, now, uh
Professional 2 shit, what?
Staten Island up in this motherfucker (new Method Man)
Mr. Meth rep, rep, rep, rep (Eminem,
Please don't tempt me man,
I'm just tryna stack these bands,
Get a couple million fans,
And travel round the whole damn land.
Please don't tempt me
[DJ Clue]
Ha haaaaa...
[Method Man]
Now...now...now...unnhhh..
Professional 2 shit...WHAT!
Staten Island up in this muthafucka...
Mr. Meth rep rep
good to listen to a professional rapper for once, but Lil Dicky is a horrible rap name. That's some weird shit; you got grown men having to call you Lil
Bad bitch, she wanna come kick it with me cause she know I ain't average
She left her nigga for me cause she know I'm a savage
She kick it with me,
nigga for you has moved on
And now regrets you
Pay attention to the niggas you lead on & play it careful
Cause you'll end up all alone
While missing out
Roosevelt, what a wonderful surprise
May I just say how much I've always admired you
A tremendous First Lady for so many years
You travel all around the world
for, now you want your hood back
I guess if you could rap, you would express it too
That PTSD, we need professionals
You know what pressure do, it
RNF be the clique stand for Real Nigga
Flows, death becomes to all those, who
pose as foes. When you hire professionals
you know how it
Mediocrity is unacceptable
I push through the pain
Health and happiness are my top priorities
I am thankful for personal and professional growth
I am thankful
the personality named trife, ready to heist
Smashin 'graphs, snatch the ice, crush your mental device
Thought twice, shoulda thought once, got played for
strong
When I try to soldier on
Happiness comes
And happiness goes
My happiness shows
When I'm rapping my flow
Gotta get it gotta go
I'm so professional
a lil' bit
But I let you know I changed names when I roam through town
Stay free and be who I'm professional known as now
Jay-motherfuckin'-Z, and with
a motherfuckin' P.O. tellin' me I can go travel to spend money
But I can't travel to make money
You know, forgive me for not being enthusiastic, you heard me?
He doesn't play football
Pavel's name is Pavel
Which is Russian for Paul
Pavel's name is Pavel
Which is Russian for Paul
My cousin looks like Pavel
for, now you want your hood back
I guess if you could rap, you would express it too
That PTSD, we need professionals
You know what pressure do, it
travel at
Endangered in our own habitat
Them guns and dope
Man y'all can have it back
As a matter fact, we them lab rats
You built the projects for
Now you
It cramps your handwriting and dulls what little style you have
You cast your mind back to professionals like Alan Breeze
Who sees the windows freeze
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