Antone - Profanity lyrics

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Antone - Profanity lyrics

[Verse 1: AnTone] Lifestyles of the rich and famous We're quick to buy a new Switch just to entertain us Work our nine to five jobs; money won't sustain us I was raised by Frank Gallagher; it's so shameless I'm of a higher caliber than last year Bars like Excalibur, and you're just a cashier Working at McDonalds? Homie, there ain't no cash here I ain't trying to get signed like please initial the dash here Cause this is more a hobby than anything I'll fly on back to Hobby and probably make the pennies ding Haters want me to body them; man, it's just a Remy thing Just go back to sobbing like the last night that Jenni sing But the Henny keep the troubles afloat. Am I a GOAT? The way that I recite what I wrote; say that I vote Maybe it's the cute little quotes I say in these notes Or maybe it's the way I connote the things I promote [Chorus: AnTone] Yeah I started talking in my sleep Man I wonder why my demons still walking in the street I ain't trying to compete I'm just trying to spit heat but all you trying to do is tweet Yeah I started talking in my sleep Man I wonder why my demons still walking in the street I ain't trying to compete I'm just trying to spit heat but all you trying to do is tweet I am so profane Why am I so profane? I am so profane Why am I so profane? [Verse 2: AnTone] Check it In the city of thieves, the city can be A nice place for a young kid about the age of eighteen But I'm nineteen, heading for the big two-oh Know a whole lot of rappers trying steal your flow And a lot are pampered cause they feces - no joke But I ain't really ever hampered from these inside folks Shoot. I'm just trying grind until I eat dry yolk I'm k**ing all the fakes like they Symbiote Geez. Can I ever take a break? I got another winning hand but make no mistake Underneath it all man, I walk in shame Waiting for my life to start, but is it all in vain? At the same time when I say the stuff I say I gotta do it in a cadence or get out the way For another rapper to talk about their day When all the buzz about me gets drowned away [Chorus: AnTone] Yeah I started talking in my sleep Man I wonder why my demons still walking in the street I ain't trying to compete I'm just trying to spit heat but all you trying to do is tweet Yeah I started talking in my sleep Man I wonder why my demons still walking in the street I ain't trying to compete I'm just trying to spit heat but all you trying to do is tweet I am so profane Why am I so profane? I am so profane Why am I so profane? [Verse 3: Wandrew] I've been chilling with the boys, we've been spitting that profanity Verses getting ugly, every song we track insanity With the homie AnTone. Yeah, we rapping vanity But honestly, if imma be the greatest, then I have to be That dog whipping in the Rolls Royce barking with my team All in 16s, so mean in the leather seats Candy paint, 808, moving like that Kobe beef Got your girl moving out to London just to get with me International affairs, rapping while I'm overseas Iceberg heart, you're Titanic if you mess with me Calling up the maid. We getting messy. Clean up aisle three Messy like premier league. Cooking, want the recipe? Making six figures, stealing women from celebrities You need to be profane to gain the accolades attached to me Success has just been latched to me I've been getting trophies since when I was three You Tommy Pickles and I'm Reptar - don't you mess with me Rugrat, you've been whining while I get the cream I don't need the sugar. You can have it cause you're team sweet Merciless up on the beat. Murder verses with the heat Get up out the way, or you'll get busted like Jerome B Hey I'm the bus boy. Steelers stealing Super Bowl rings You a bus, boy, doing dishes back behind the scenes I don't want a half measure, about to cop that whole thing Like it's Breaking Bad, I'm Walter White. I'm the new king Throwing punches, boy. Batman like I'm Bruce Wayne Dropping kicks like Liu Kang, breaking bricks, I'm trying to cop some new things Catch me in that new whip like a '10 range I spit such a cash verse, you can keep the damn change I've been balling boy, Kobe with the shot I've been whipping up some curry like it's Steph up in the pot Gave it everything you got, but you still ain't at the top I've been snoozing in the King while you sleeping on the cot