This is a song about "Putting away that profit"

It’s no days off, you ain't doing shit

Got a fat knot from that rap profit

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast

Im putting wounds on ya, scars, that wont ever be healed

Got a fat knot from that rap profit

Like how the fuck did we miss this kid's shit

To even care that i'm fading away/

Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play

Cause i believed that i can be more and walked away

P.s hey, how long will they mourn you? forever and a day

I'm putting simplest ways and i'm smoking on that haze

'til i pull that wallet out and wa-wave it in her face

Contributing the real shit

Cant even make a profit

Its that one round shakie stupid putting in work

I'll take her home and do her like homework