YAO MING (profit)

I feel like yao ming The way I'm blocking niggas out that can't bring Something in my life that could help me Someone in my life who ain't gon sell me For their own Profit For they own profit For they own profit For they own profit Nigga be talking bout selling they own shit Then hopping on my tracks just to ask for some more clips I'm cutting you off the timers you clocking look at my wrist It's diamond you stand on cubic your business is time ticking then boom Everything gone cuz you ain't protecting your home or your homies Your friends is fake your label made em always yes never no I call em yes men Pretending So they can get a check just to check in And make sure that your music is progressive and woke I'd rather smoke with some real niggas who gon tell me my shit trash Just to make it better got they heads bopping we all laugh That's a real nigga Relationship where nothing fake it make you feel bigger But everyone just wanna profit they should stop it cuz I'm never giving cash until you sing Make it how I want and never take for granted what I mean Got the ears of gold you think I'm trolling till its number 3 Climb the charts as soon all the fakes are gone from out your seats I feel like yao ming I feel like yao ming The way I'm blocking niggas out that can't bring Something in my life that could help me Someone in my life who ain't gon sell me For their own Profit For they own profit For they own profit For they own profit You thinking this shit is competitive But niggas repetitive all of em sound the same Opinions are relative But mine is related to all of your mockery Raps are all comedy got us all laughing the back of the class going stupid You stupid if you think I'm running away Challenges get me XP in the game Your suit and tie looking too formal You look like a narc Be normal All of your hormones Out of they place You outta the race to be known for rap You finna be known as the guy kept asking for features and niggas keep turning they backs Gotta relax Call me I let the phone ring I feel like Yao Ming My money growing like its (yao ming) Y'all smoke and mirrors make it (Cloudy) Y'all got two faces like a (Clown now) I'm finna make you (Frown) My money growing like its (yao ming) Y'all smoke and mirrors make it (Cloudy) Y'all got two faces like a (Clown now) I'm finna make you (Frown) Yao Ming Yao Ming