Profits - Intellectual

[Verse 1: Apes]

Cloudy rear-view, 300-dollar bucket wit' a pound in the trunk, I'm tryna bring this loud near you

I'm tryna give you something new to go be out here to

We spread love, but you know the hate be out here too

And you might, call me crazy but I might need you

To catch a nigga when he slipping so, I take that into consideration and sometimes, I go reroute these moves

I hope my, last breath is a inhale

When my skin peels at the last day and I hope that I've sinned well, I hope that my friends heal

I stoke the fires of, ribs touching from my burnt ends

The earth winds carry the fire dirging through the urban night when the air bends

I'm not sure if I'm really even a person

'Cause we serve 10, if we serve 10

And I'm on 10, but we serve 10, if we serve 10

[Verse 2: Pass]

Niggas die over the block they from

Then die on the block they from

Ain't never been nowhere but the block they from

And square niggas get they pockets run, them choppers rung, them helicopters coming hella patnas dumping fuck it I was

Mobbing by myself through the whole thing

I can't even help it it's no thing

I'm really too selfish for yo' games

I said I'm really too selfish for yo'-

Hold up, keep it funky, ay, keep it solid

Need a Frida Kahlo to free my mind don't need a problem

When I was in high school I was hotboxing mom's apartment

Drama started momma was kindhearted my mind departed, wait

So why my niggas been tripping? 'Cause we live in conditions

These ain't living conditions, police visit tradition

Always fit the description, feel like Malcolm get ya' hand out my pocket nigga the man and the prophet

I got demands for the profit nigga

Ay, the man and the prophet, I got demands for the profit

Get ya' hands out my pocket nigga

[Verse 3: Apes & Pass]

Pineal is changing shape, smoking 'til I'm dragon-eyed

Don't know if I'm dead inside

My personalities are killing me who gon' be left alive?

Let my brain inside my head I, don't know if that's ever wise

'Cause that nigga be plotting on me

Hundred pounds of medical, it's like I got a doctor on me

You could keep the dividends but just don't miss the profits homie

So why they watching my pockets fo' me?

Feel the ghost of my folks so now I'm not as lonely

Might be awkward but being petty that's not below me

'Cause when my niggas dying, it ain't no cameras coming

Stamina in my stanzas so I could stand for something

Ain't no advantage running

Panoramic view, African program the drumming

Straight from the family function, yeah

It ain't no cameras coming, yeah

Straight from the family function