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