The Professionals

(album: S.P. The GOAT: Ghost Of All Time - 2019)

[Styles P:]
Get to missing when this pistol get to blicking
Get your range on the ignition, nigga, listen
Play your position, drug dealer musician
Now I sell fruit, lets call this fruition
School of hard knocks, yeah, I paid my tuition
If I made my decision that somebody gotta go then you outta dock a boat
You could find 'em when they fishing
The Ghost and I'm harder than Iron Man and Vision, all the Avengers
Too many rap pretenders need they brain on the fender, got the full-clip agenda
Who looking for a slot? I fit you in the schedule
Gun'll put you to sleep, the bullets made of Benadryl

[Lil Fame:]
You fucking with professionals, we clear the place out
In their place, leave a nigga face down ([?] forever)
We got the spot cased down
You motherfuckers face down
You fucking with professionals, we clear the place out
In their place, leave a nigga face down ([?] forever)
We got the spot cased down
You motherfuckers face down
You fucking with professionals (Professionals)

[Styles P:]
Well, let me get back to it
Lot of niggas hop on the beat but could not rap to it
Now me? I change flows like you change clothes
The mango on the tip of the nine out the Durango
A lot of rappers sweeter than the 14th of February (Yeah)
A pint of Ben and Jerry's (Yeah), claiming they legendary (Yeah)
I invite you to dance right in the cemetery
I ain't bring a song, just a forty-four long
You a monkey nigga, why you fucking with King Kong?
You a goldfish, I'm the megladon in the pond
I'll make you a famous ghost
Yeah, you listening to Fame and Ghost, you cock sucker

[Lil Fame:]
You fucking with professionals, we clear the place out
In their place, leave a nigga face down ([?] forever)
We got the spot cased down
You motherfuckers face down
You fucking with professionals, we clear the place out
In their place, leave a nigga face down ([?] forever)
We got the spot cased down
You motherfuckers face down

[Styles P:]
Recommending you go or recommending you know
You test me, I clap like it's the end of the show
Not your average Joe, I will stab you in your throat
Tryna duck the bad habits, got a habit with the smoke
I'm really tryna mature, niggas foul as manure
But they lack horsepower when I'm stronger than Thor
I explore my options
I employ myself so I enjoy myself, a nigga cliquing on tour
I'm going through the window, nigga knocking the doors
If you don't get the wave, my nigga, stay on the shore
I just need a lil' fame (Ohh) and that's word to Lil Fame (Ohh)
Bet this gun'll let you dance for the cash, I let it bang

[Lil Fame:]
You fucking with professionals, we clear the place out
In their place, leave a nigga face down ([?] forever)
We got the spot cased out
You motherfuckers face down
You fucking with professionals, we clear the place out
In their place, leave a nigga face down ([?] forever)
We got the spot cased out
You motherfuckers face down
You fucking with professionals

'Cause I'm-'cause I'm-'cause I'm looking for cash
You fucking with professionals
'Cause I'm-'cause I'm-'cause I'm looking for cash
You fucking with professionals