That's Business (feat. Lord Nova)

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Avey Carter

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Look at the shoe can't fit it
Gave me a task, don't come back broke
So a young nigga came back wit it
I need space, yea I need peace 
So I go ahead and count my riches 
Right in they face, aye
Look at em mad but I got no feelings
That's business, yuh

Look at the shoe can't fit it
Gave me a task, don't come back broke
So a young nigga came back wit it
I need space, yea I need peace 
So I go ahead and count my riches 
Right in they face, aye
Look at em mad but I got no feelings
That's business, yuh

Losing it all cool
I know I'll get it right back
Never fall too long 
It's ok I'm still relaxed 
I see the way that they moving 
And trust that I'm keeping up track
Never try me and the gang
Cause my niggas moving in packs
My niggas got targets on backs 
I see the hating 
And moving I ain't got the time
Distracted by racks
I told all my niggas we'll make it out here
And since then I ain't ever look back
Know niggas still live in the past 
You catch me out here in a palace 
I felt the energy shift 
Went out and dipped 
Almost fucked up the balance 
I promised my niggas everything
So imma go get it until we live lavish 
Until we be eating eating 
Can't f*ck wit others cause I used to bend backwards 
Had to weed out the fake from the real 
And there wasn't one lasting 

Look at the shoe can't fit it
Gave me a task, don't come back broke
So a young nigga came back wit it
I need space, yea I need peace 
So I go ahead and count my riches 
Right in they face, aye
Look at em mad but I got no feelings
That's business, yuh

Look at the shoe can't fit it
Gave me a task, don't come back broke
So a young nigga came back wit it
I need space, yea I need peace 
So I go ahead and count my riches 
Right in they face, aye
Look at em mad but I got no feelings
That's business, yuh

Wolf of wall street, I ball heat, I might just dunk that lil bitch like lebron
Everything glisten in gold, keep that pitch on the low, cause I swear I ain't wasting a dime 
Less she a baddie, who carry a fatty, lil amazon bitch, she ahead of her prime 
With All of this jewelry looking Tom foolery 
Metal be hitting, it sounding like I'm chiming all over the beat
But who want compete 
The king of the nawf no king of the beast (Yea)
Gotta pull out the fye for I bring out the feast, got 10 cheat codes let me fly in the jeep 
Put it in park like centennial (Sheesh)
Smoke strong gas with millienions, looking identical
Cant hit the pussy right, cant hit yo pennicle 
Hating a young niggas, where is yo principles 
I know, my vinyl, is looking like bono (Yea)
Segment of legends, quit smoking on fontos (Yea)
Mono e mono, smoke dope to movado, might swerve in a taho, My oath in a bottle 
F*ck it, we ball might die lit
Like Carti, got cardiar eyelids
Wanna gamble with the kids, better try bids 
Cant take no chances better try his dawg
And that's word

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