Lyrics:
handling this oh that's right I am the king
The universe done had my back knowing i been through hell and back
But this time I'm getting mines I'm finna
lights cut off with these extensions
Killing shit my intention, ain't bragging or dry snitching
But if you gone be a witness, that just me handling
was acting a fool, you was handling that
Any and every game, you was my biggest fan
Even gave me the game
How to talk to a gem
They be all on my head,
nigga that always be handling hits
And LUV be that nigga who can get any scandalous bitch
Njoiii only appears when we plan for a flick
Got our hands in
your gain
Worshipping prophets you chopping the cane
Thomas Anderson's way I'm handling
Devil's advocates seeking accolades
Information given is
for handling
Ship it to my mans and them
My net worth and my network still expanding-in
Gross is what I show the folks. Growth is what you niggas need
And I sequel what I said for I don't equal what's deceitful
Deceit is in the trauma that I tirelessly battle
Handling my own should not be demons that I
of the world, call us champions
Championships and we handling
All the success made us aliens
Out of this world, how does this work?
Reach for the axis, I captured
highs and lows nowadays is some matching shit
I don't know what's happening, but why am I not panicking?
Oh my word I am handling this, oh that's right I
know you in trouble
I got a packet of wax in the bag
And a fact in a rap
And I'm poppin a bubble
No actin timid I'm handling business
Open you up like
When you put in all that effort
Niggas better really care for
How they handling they mental health
Practice self-love
Bet not turn your head for any help
like they do not get the tone
I was just cold
Just tryna get home
To all of that heat that I Keep on the stove
Handling p's
The business connected
You
his mama we handling business
Breaking bricks on the island we moving chickens
These lil niggas my sons they some grown infants
Too much traffic they
I'm handling mine
Come to them pistols my hand on mine
Dis ain't no game you playing
You dying
I take they neck n I step on it
Post on the gram just
people that trap out a bando
I know some people that drill like commando
I know some people that's stuck in the trenches
They handling to business
To care
the differences, handling these instance's?
Telling me to leave you
But to keep up with appearances
You wanna rap
Never asked me, I'm a lyricist
Invested racks
You
ass beat
Just like we workin' at Arby's, we handling beef
I'm high as fuck, Steep
Don't play a sport, but I'm in the field like some cleats
I stopped
my handling
Riding round' town in a drop-top racing
Bitch we not on a first name basis
I hate bitch niggas I guess I'm racist
Her cup half full she
careful when you move it, like you handling a knife
And you can run off with the work, but you gambling your life
I can get it in the morning and have em
Hamilton
If you order the shots, ain't no canceling
You gone pay for this shipping & handling
Ni**as haven't got the memo, I ain't stopping
So I keep that 9
to run it up
Ain't playin I'm handling bidness
When I'm done wit dis here they gon say I'm the realest
Missin roll call don't claim you my dawg
If when
good better best badder
Let the shotgun splitter splatter, who it hit child or bitch
It don't matter, niggaz just handling bis'
Primetime guerilla
taking shots they ain't even got a gun
Pull up at your house, let it bust and you done
If you see me coming dog, then you better run
Handling bidness, I
doin my dance back on my pivot
One hand on yo bitch while Im handling business
Nobody Safe
Somebody show me the safe
Im hungry and I need a plate
Aye Uh
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