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