Lyrics:
BIZNES
PLEASE LET THEM KNO
THAT WE GON GIVE THEM WHAY THEY ASK FOR
(BUN B)
MAYNE I'm TO HARD FOR ALL OF you SOFT NIGGAS
TO REAL FOR MOST OF YOU LAMES
that's the code that we live
By die by so now they don't sit high when I ride by
And BMU the Only niggas that I ride for 'til my eyes close nigga
I
Level
Face be bustin' they head
Ride Bentley early 90's watchin' out for the Feds
Red the king of south and I'm the aire to the throne
J-Prince done
to give back for my sins
Took a black president to tell the Japanese sorry
But who the fuck gon' tell my niggas sorry
Never seen his pops cause he's
Respected by my peers from Drizzy
To Cole to Kenny
Thank you for the love and inspiration plenty
Yeah, I'm loved by many
And only hated by a little
Now I
Level
Face be bustin' they head
Ride Bentley early 90's watchin' out for the Feds
Red the king of south and I'm the aire to the throne
J-Prince done
our eyes
While our president is prophesized by racist mothafuckas who wished for Obama to die
just thinking about make me want to cry
I want to have
and the drugs
Its the T.I.P, Bun-be and Slim Thug
[Slim Thug] [Verse 1]
I got drank by the pint
Dro by the pound
Headed to the club in the boss top down
and the drugs
Its the T.I.P, Bun-be and Slim Thug
[Slim Thug] [Verse 1]
I got drank by the pint
Dro by the pound
Headed to the club in the boss top down
chalk em out
Say rest in peace to the competition
Not uh pot to piss in for the opposition
Good precision when that chopper twitching
It be pure
Alexander, Abraham, Thomas, George
Dead presidents in my jeans
Feel like a goat with six rings
Get to the top by any means
Alexander McQueen's on my feet
life, let the white folks be
Online beef, not my motif
.45 me, ta-ta, go sleep
Don't mind little old me, lil' OG
J.I.D, I came in on the boat, see
I ain't got a dang thing for them ones in red caps
The slogan on that hat won't my president who said that
It won't my president who said that
And I
of my shit
Me and this music, we go together
Pb&J
Pb&J
Just like Pb&J
Pb&J
Pb&J
Pb&J
I need that food for the fam, if you talking that bread
I’ll be there
on Bun B, Jay-Z and Em
But I didn't trade me to then
Become a Two point O version of Shady again
Or any other rapper lately who trends, the faith we defend
look like J Cole
Seen lots of money, ain't seen my soul
Seen him talk, I seen that rat fold
Even my mama look down, I'm judging him
Sies
I done seen
All my boys dem crazy
Dem no normal
Shoe for my legs , Balenciaga
Something by my waist na revolver
Sweet kin love , sweet pass pina colada
I've
and the drugs
Its the T.I.P, Bun-be and Slim Thug
[Slim Thug] [Verse 1]
I got drank by the pint
Dro by the pound
Headed to the club in the boss top down
with no bias at all
And Fox News ain't on the President's balls
That Lacey and O.J. and Kobe and Mike
Ain't bullshit and really do matter in life
Smooth
Roll up with Royce
Burn an L
Take lessons from Elzhi
Get barred up by Kxng Crook
Rittz
AZ
J Cole
Tech Nine
Kung Fu Kenny
Rapsody Jay Z
Boogie
scorched this shit, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, like J. Cole do, that's how I like J., like
J. Cole do, then all this is beautiful, like, why imagine my
Underground king, I'm like Bun B and Pimp
The world is 1017, they should put it on a blimp
I just told Gucci he hot as he can get
I took a bowl of grits, I
edition, so let's just envision
Big Burd for president, everyone's mission
Your common sense missin?
Easy decision
Fuck are you waiting for, something
Will you please take your seats
And clear the isle
Mic check
I be doing things on my own, and ain't no need for a mentor
Girls want to see me
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