Lyrics:
competition
I like revenue and commission
'Cause I'm trying to pay my tuition
Chasing the money I'm focused
She wanna play, but I'm focused
Chasing the money
say
Look no Intermission ain't no premonition
Just hella commission I don't need permission
But you need remission I stick to the mission
And beat
conditions
I know my nigga he salesman of the year
But he don't get no commission, I swear
I know a nigga down bad he got shot up
He wish that the bullets had
getting commission
I hope one day you might go in remission
You're fake and that's okay
You wouldn't have it any other way
Any other way
You're fake
need no intermission
I see niggas biting my style
I think I need commission
I see I need to cut the grass cause people be hissing
I heard that numbers
get it
Make that boy move out of eviction Ayy, fuck the burbs, I love the trenches
whoop the boy, we babysittin'
Ayy, catch a hat, get paid commission
I
[The commission #1:]
Syndicated crime at its finest, started off dimeless
I bless the mic device and now my ice got you blinded
I stone the liquor
anything, I say
Where is home, where is my home?
I hear my spirit cry
If you're out of transmission, way out on the road
If you're out of commission I
the body follow
Wake up and feed your spirit
Dead lines and time limits
Sacrifices and failed mission
It's all part of of game
If I play I need my commission
the man to respect
When you come to collect your commission
I said everything's cool, I make the rules
You're making a fuss about nothin'
Hear me now
Him, they brutalized Him, they crucified Him
They strung Him up
He resurrected, I rose with Him
That Great Commission, I go get 'em
I'm so fishing,
This my new religion
I got superstitions
This that new edition
I do this no commissions
I get it on the track
I hit up on a rack
You get up that's
need you to listen
We can go out skating
Somewhere far in the distance
We can go out missing
Very far in the distance
I’m getting commission
I’m steadily
perfect condition
Had her at Four Seasons, made a commission
Money ambitions, I made it a mission
I'ma get some more, I made it a mission
Money
yeah
In state, how she got her tuition
Retail, but she got some commission
I don't listen when they talk from a distance
I'm on some new shit, ayy,
off (Blast off)
This that new edition ballins my mission with no commission
I got supervision I am up blitzin don't need permission
I play my position
striving for the mission
When I was down for the count, falling out of commission
I can hear you voice now screaming out "son, listen"
Get on up, don't give
carbon emissions launch Time
Ooo green lighted by a physician
For my interstellar commission
Of #1 astronaut musician
Everybody put your hands up
Let me
make me laugh just like you Peter Griffin
Your girl a vixen she get in and now she out commission
I murder a track I murder a beat I do this all
Daily on the mission, how I steady my confession
I promise you we got to get to that destination
Buried all my vision, now grinding for your commission
I
take
Leave you out of commission
One more blow I'll see you there
Leave you in remission
I've got nothing to say to you
Don't know what you've been told
only state of sobriety
Put myself on a new Pedestal
Outta commission, I took yo position I
Put it in writing, it’s Legible
Skill is incredible,
assist ‘em
But I’m doing good, and I’m on a mission
I’m my own boss I aint’ workin’ for commission
I done came up I will never come down
I done came up
bitches
They be trippin
You the one i want my team
We taking missions
Everything about you so clean
You hella different
This time just need Commission
I
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