Professional Hits

[Intro: Producer Tag & Tha God Fahim]
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[Verse]
Hold onto hope and never lose faith; I move in grace
These streets is not safe
A trophy isn't awarded to all good deeds
I'm cookin' up at ludicrous speeds
Dump Gawd gettin' to the cream, indeed
I show love and consideration to my peeps I live fo'
For real, though; live by my own standards
I got my own patterns, I climb my own ladder
Came up off my own status
So come correct with math, or I just laugh
I get vast amounts of cash, bags out the ass
The past is the past; who knows what will come to pass?
Only time will tell, but I have no plans to fail
Will I prevail and excel?
Hard battles are won through resilience; I aim for vengeance
We never stop movin' through the ranks
Catch Me If You Can like Tom Hanks
I been buildin' with the greats; professional, my hits
I'm trained to not miss
I'm high-end art; war with pride and heart
Made it through the dark, made my permanent mark from throwin' darts
You should know by now that I don't fuck around
Scored many touchdowns, all my stats maxed out
No room for doubt at all; rap's outlaw, it's all raw
All great struggles demand sacrifice; my words represent light
On the mic, I breathe life - I be effective and precise