Lyrics:
Make a new cult every day to suit your affairs
Kissing girls in English at the back of the stairs
You're a honey with a following of innocent boys
Make a new cult every day to suit your affairs
Kissing girls in English at the back of the stairs
You're a honey with a following of innocent boys
affairs
Those deals intent were to hide from the public eye, damaging information
From the 2016 presidential election
Trumped up lies he tried to disguise
responsibility in public affairs
Exactly as we deny responsibility to the wretched victims of the drug habit
There are laws against peddling dope
There can be
shit like an affair
Prepare for the worst
And this business shit can get grimy, got 'em all behind me
Come now, don't try me, 'cause I'm me, the God
the case of raw
Back to business flipping digits
Splitting switches with my niggas
Came from nothing, from nothing to something
Know my struggle, my momma
Handle my business, tuition for my kids' college
Dope boy styling, DEA target
One point seven for these VS's on my collar
Born in the projects, now I'm
Made a plan by 28 to see million a year
Need a wife and some kids for the family affairs
Deleting niggas out my circle cause I ran outta chairs
Always
(P.Diddy)
10 years
Yo the sun don't shine forever
But as long as it's here then we might as well shine together
Better now than never business
Make a new cult every day to suit your affairs
Kissing girls in English at the back of the stairs
You're a honey with a following of innocent boys
(P.Diddy)
10 years
Yo the sun don't shine forever
But as long as it's here then we might as well shine together
Better now than never business
Handle my business, tuition for my kids' college
Dope boy styling, DEA target
One point seven for these VS's on my collar
Born in the projects, now I'm
Tommy fell in love with a college
The borish, bumbling buffoons are baffled in their journey
Through the music business. Each sonnet is more
shit like an affair
Prepare for the worst
And this business shit can get grimy, got 'em all behind me
Come now, don't try me, 'cause I'm me, the God
had this Gucci love affair
When I talk my diamonds glare, I got every pair
If its something new by Coogi I'm completely unaware
Hold up, that's my
while out the country
Business affairs handled
Your money making money
Time off, days like braids
Seem to tie together
Maintaining balance with your
Act like you got common sense
Cause bitch it's consequences
Grew up round them project kids
Ain't know no politicians
Tried to do that college shit
bread with a table of millionaires
I let my publicist handle public affairs
Highly underrated but frankly over prepared
I grossed 60 year to date this my
a turn and kept ascending.
He was always taught to smile for pictures,
but they didn't back then, because the times were vicious.
Serious business
different baby daddy's
I don't care long as she happy
It ain't my business cause
You Can't Judge Her
Nawl I can't judge her
What you do is your business
But
where I am now
Let's go back, take me back
Committed to public school, eighth grade on, nerdy dude
Never rude, shy with girls, good with strangers, kept
affair
We Knock 3 times you ain't home that's a jug affair
Clips came from Russia
Hits I got Pressure
Pimping these hoes like Lester
I'll get cha
Man fuck
in one week, yeah, that was public school
Did I say 3 in 1? That's funny 'cause there's 4 of us in the Slaughter
That's a 3 and 1, I learned that in
your town
And she know what the business when I come around
Kick in the door yeah we bussin it down
Play if you want you get hit with them rounds (yeah)
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