paroles de chanson Need More Profit - RM Baby Boy

What you need, I got it
I got doe, in my pocket
You broke, no wallet
I need mo, of that profit
What you need, I got it
I got doe, in my pocket
You broke, no wallet

I need mo, of that profit

Steady puttin up wit everyone
Ain't do nothin for me

Try to treat me like a average son
Took it to the streets

Thought that you would be the only
One, that believed in me

Never mind you was the biggest one
That done doubted me

Out of school ain't have no bread
I called my to get a zip

While you up there at the gym
Was on the strip tryna make a flip

Started wit a half of O
The profit ain't even witness it

I done came back in the house
And Pops done went thru all my shit

Try to ask em for it back
And what he said ain't understand

Told me if he gave it back
O then he wouldn't be a man

This ain't turn out how I want
So now I'm switchin up the plan

I know your pride is the way
But right now we still need them bands

What you need, I got it
I got doe, in my pocket
You broke, no wallet
I need mo, of that profit
What you need, I got it
I got doe, in my pocket
You broke, no wallet
I need mo, of that profit

Because I'm hard headed
Had to double back again

Got a little job, I did it
Smarter got a pack again

Got fired from the job
I'm facing charges can't plead innocent

I know that God was wit me
Only 18 months probation

Me and Pops we got into it
Move wit sis that's how it went

Now I'm sitting at the table
Watching bro and how he whip

Then I watched my other brova
How he hit it wit the Fent

They ain't want me go that way
But still it taught me how to get it

Bought a truck to hit the rode
So I can run it in the street

I was workin for some niggas
Now these niggas work for me

Turnt myself into a boss
O yea that's how it's posed to be

Buss a move it's goin pay off
If they ain't tell you talk is cheap

What you need, I got it
I got doe, in my pocket
You broke, no wallet
I need mo, of that profit
What you need, I got it
I got doe, in my pocket
You broke, no wallet
I need mo, of that profit

When you getting to that bag
Just random niggas show you love

But when I was down bad
Them niggas wouldn't give a slug

You ain't tell me what you knew
I asked you gave me shoulder shrugs

Cause you knew I had the cord
Ain't introduce me to the plug

Mad you left me in the dark
O now I'm lit just like a Bic

Tried to throw my man a sale
He think I hit em for a lick

Now my brova in the mix
You know I had to make a pick

Was my man I want it fixed
But gotta leave it where it is

It's so cruddy out here now
Don't need to make another fried

Rather get it out the ground
Then have to spin another bend

Only thing that's on my mind
Right now is different ways to win

I just recreate my life
It's like I'm drawing wit a pen

What you need, I got it
I got doe, in my pocket
You broke, no wallet
I need mo, of that profit
What u need, I got it
I got doe, in my pocket
You broke, no wallet
I need mo, of that profit