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Sometimes I'm an idiot
Many of you know that by now
Sometimes I am not
But this is not as clear somehow
So I go about my work
Making my
when he was in his teens he dreamed and scheemed for finer things
And he finally figured out what he would do
To be a big time business man he went
Fuck these bitches, I'm focused on business
(That's right)
Got 'em runnin' in the hood like
I bought a new engine (Ha)
What these niggas try to save
get pressed
You getting fucked by your contract what the fine print says
Told you once I told you twice, I get the Lamb it's over rice
I whip the Lamb
a conversation with my laptop while I'm by myself
So this is gonna be, um how do you call it, a try?
Um, so here we go.
So I'm pretty sure we have a lot
all in my head, Intellegent
About my business, Memory like an elephant
Chasin' the dream, Suit up for cream
Special represented tactics team, They
look like Money Mitch tryna whip a Carrera
Killin' all these niggas in this era, now witness the terror
Shit a vendetta, I got business to do
Been in
the day
And keep that angel face i have
To chase when you walk away
Well that's show business and
Work business I guess
I'm so impress with your best
Route, let's get it
Run up on this fire, and get burnt lil' nigga (Fire)
Spent a half of million just on furniture nigga (Damn)
Paper Route business
I've seen the lights of gay Broadway,
Old Market Street down by the Frisco Bay,
I've strolled the Prado, I've gambled on the Bourse;
The seven
Vicky lingerie
Candles lit, rose petals on the bed
Blazing hella weed
Concentrating on what's next, be next
Bet you by the dollar
Make you
boyfriend, you gon' to be by your damn self
While I'm in my Benz with your friend
And she bout to get nervous
Baby I don't want nothing but some mouth
boyfriend, you gon' to be by your damn self
While I'm in my Benz with your friend
And she bout to get nervous
Baby I don't want nothing but some mouth
on me
By the time I got my wits about me
There was nothing I could do
I was living in a bad dream
Not of my design
Caught up in the spotlight
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Yeah
Cocaine, dressed in all white
You fresh as me? Never in yo life
Run the check, or go and mind yo business
Can't even
caution
That drama drama catch you out while you parking
That llama lama don't look cute when it's sparking
I mind my business weighing out all my
could you put my business in the street?
I found out what they meant
By your best friend could be your worst enemy
(Repeat Chorus)
I thought you'd be
could you put my business in the street?
I found out what they meant
By your best friend could be your worst enemy
(Repeat Chorus)
I thought you'd be
spitting venom
being salty, oh yeah
How could you put my business in the streets?
I found out what they meant
By your best friend could be your worst enemy
[Chorus]
So I gotta get lifted! All night yea, yea!
(Hip Hop business lift up America)
keep me lifted
(Hip Hop business lift up America)
So I gotta
instead you're spitting vemon
Bein' salty, Oh yeah
How could you put my business in the streets?
I found out what they meant
By your best friend could be
Callin' the feds on me, feds on me
Ice cold (sheesh)
'Frigerated, made your eyes colder (yeah)
Freeze, bipolar
Coca-Cola by the last, call it
Freeze,
around
And I'm moving around
And I told em forget it
It's no need to mention
How I just be minding my business
I told em they ain't want to listen
I'm
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