Lyrics:
Don't text while you drive
Based freestyle
You know I gotta show love to the new artists, man
Get on they songs, you feel me, show love, man
Don't
get your shit took out there
Bring a nigga shit straight back to Atlanta
I know Clay County niggas got kush out there (Squat)
Party in the A-town, call
saucer hovin' through the air
Kendrick don't have a spare, meaning there's
No two alike, you can bet it
And I guarantee I'm right
Like a freeway exit
I
Pasta at Guadalupe/ on top like a Toupee greet a nigga by full name/ I’m setting trends/ stepping harder than flu games/ been bout the paper since
85 percenters, fuck the elitists out of business
(No he didn't!)
Yes I did, keep your temper
Now watch me snatch these new clothes right off
hoes that can't just tell a hoe no
Uh yeah
He actin tough now why he posting guns and he ain't never got a gun round
None of my business, but he ran from
a minute
Get high slide through the city
And ain't no hiding any nigga here can get up wit me
Can't show me niggas that I fear they bleed and I been itching
Mind your business
Back in the days when I was coming up
I'm hungry as fuck
Got no Air Max no Amex no gun in the truck
No wheels, no deals, ain't
them infrared dots
On your whole crew, nigga betta ask fo show
Gunna let that ass know what's goin' down like Waco
This is business, and who the fuck
the same form
I drop heavy in spots you scared to put your weight
There's only so much ice you can skate on
Shit cats right for you, you say wrong
No time
on my fatiques
Once you in ain't no turnin' back
Lay yo' ass over seas
Might as well handle your business
There's no overcome to this shit
Be
Stick lines together like shirts to your backs in the summertime
Get to the point like an underline
I keep one by the stomach like butterflies
Your raps
Funny to see a ghetto nigga so classy
Enchanted by women who speak nasty
Tip toeing to court, went there for the past week
Leaning on my lawyer
When them bills due, niggas get ready cause no bullshit I'm buyin'
I'm a government baby, let me get my cheese, let me get my cheese
Got a Chevy trailer
, your year's gonna come
You didn't live by the pipe or the gun to be like me
Waitin for my turn to burn
and get a million-five, and a tax return
that be
of paradise
They ain't really seen no winners here
Get so high to escape pain
There ain't really any ceilings here
Get you thrown in a lava tube
And watch
of paradise
They ain't really seen no winners here
Get so high to escape pain
There ain't really any ceilings here
Get you thrown in a lava tube
And watch
of paradise
They ain't really seen no winners here
Get so high to escape pain
There ain't really any ceilings here
Get you thrown in a lava tube
And watch
YO, is in this to win this
A brand new LP SO MIND YOUR BUSINESS
No jokin, I'm gettin paid fully
You want to buy the cassette, stop by Sam Goody
kitty
Fast
I get an o for like fiddy
Gas
No I don't smoke with no biddy
Pass
Spider gang titty committe
Ass
Helter skelter
Kill all
and that's the last thing I'll need
Made it so far there's no going back there's no retreat
Business owner my bread accumulate when i be sleep
I'm a loner I
On your knees baby love me right there
Black love just like we need Tommy love me like Pam
On your knees baby love me right there
Black love just
like a hobby, but run it like a business
In tune with all my senses
Burning like my incense
Niggas so defensive
You can't tell your truth someone gon'
it's time to get paid
Thinkin' of ways to take loot already made
There's crime in the air, ain't no time to be afraid
Gimme yours and get laid
Give
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