Lyrics:
get high off iz
and Make the Music With My Motherfuckin Mouth like Biz
to rip apart all clicks that got heart
Make em talk into my boot like Maxwell
does it go away, never
Everybody tryna dance with the devil
I'm tryna levitate and go up a level
Get hit by the bass, they ignoring the treble
They
officially do it with guns on tour
We lock down traps, push caps galore
My wiz cook work 'til it scale like fish
My old earth even known to handle biz'
I
real life
I tell myself it go be
Cause we live in a place seperated by class
I no biz if you be dbee
I just fit jie eye love you if wobe gye pass
Maybe
(Poom Poom)
Poom Poom, yeah (Poom Poom)
Hey lil' shorty, what yo name is?
Catchin' all this wreck in the music biz
How'd you get that body my
u*, blow your back out
You bad mouth, make 'em all believers
Throwing rocks from a glass house, y'all ain't perfect either
See that c***** and that
a milli and stay low key
Never mix biz with homies, keep it M-O-E
No comfort zone, that's how you get fooled my G
I was, raised in the church, influenced by
Ya'll ready for this?
Get down with the style
House on the ground
Please when I squeeze
Pump to your knees
Who wants to play?
I'm in here
that is the industry's offended
When I made your labels dusted by a fucking independent.
Strange music, dude, fuck if you believe in it.
Don't know
the pagers and phones, we in the zone like
"Fuck life, we live life
This is our life, live your life"
'Cause see, every time that I'm alone with you (with
and expand like the afro
With menacing music seriously I'm sinister
I shout, move about, turn it out like minister
Diggin the flip-side when I slide I gets
think that animals believe in God?
To be equal you must add or subtract
People who want to be equal have lives
That are filled with
Subtractions
a dick in your mouth
Word is bond, word is bond
I freak a technique goin way back like just-ice
And don't think twice because I'm nice
I come from
ay ay ay
Man how have you been
How are the kids
Where you wanna live
Whats the new biz
Are we getting lit
Do you wanna spit
Put it on the track
Play
of this is just Biz
While I'm chilling with my Mrs.
Never focusing on bliss
Cause I never thought
I would live life this way
Never thought my music would
Ayo what it do
We got another Mayor Penguin Music beats
You can find that on Instagram
Give him your lil email address
Get a whole beat back
and alone
I forever my mind biz that’s the music yeah it pays me
I broke a lot of hearts when I was growing it still hurts me
I’m getting to the money with my
allowed to fuck, ho, I'm in show biz
Sets in the hood want me for dead
So I paint my tag on they forehead
Stick your little 'kay by my taggin'
You can fit
know it never lasts
And you know how time flies by so fast
Look at rap music, they said it was a fad
But now it's takin' over, and I'm so glad
Cause
Chorus 2X: Lil Dap
Run for you life, if your life you live
Live behind the gun, and this is what you get
Two slugs to the head, and you're dead and gone
ship
How would you row your boat
Do you see the horizon?
That's just the way it goes
I hope what you search for you find it
We're changing with
this biz are a bunch of vultures
I'm a bull
But I define gravity, you don't want to get sad with me
What a travesty
Your majesties a fake
To laugh with
aside
Once you chose a mission there won't be no time for naps
Yeah, we stay committed
Keep it focused running labs
Visible to static
Watch your mouth
might go to hell cuz I'm down with Esham
Gotta rhyme for your Uncle Willy
Then I hit him in the head with a Billy
Willy, Willy, watch your mouth
And fuck
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