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could go and fuckin' start a huge fire
Tryna focus on business and move higher
Still gotta trip and show them who's flyer
Stuck up on the road like
you in the murder business
Pick your shells up off the ground
Drive away don’t make a sound, no
Said, there’s always one witness
When you’re in
Trayvon, I'mma give Zimmerman the business
Where I go my niggas follow, hollow points thrown like a spiral
It's go time, show time, get clapped like
business, Papa was a rolling stone
I'm a mix of both, there ain't no bitch boy in my bones
Fucking up this dough like say it's pizza
You can't get Italia,
don't beat me up is on my birthday.
BRIAN
Oh shut up.
BEN
Well, your type makes me sick! You come in here, you get treated like
Royalty, and everyone
Of the Barkept I flame it
Los Jefes
Get you fired
With no exits
Imma
Son of a gun and
My momma
Is so precious
She a
Head dresser
Hair trigger
So don't press it
phenomenal
Gun rest under your vest by the abdominal
Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars
And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes
Excellence is
guns and my loved ones
Got tons of ammo to crack your enamel
Changin' your channel, you played like a fuckin' piano
Ridin' slow through Cali like I'm
soul, okay
Everybody wanna be demon 'til they get chipped by your throwaway
And I might do a show a day, once a lame, always a lame
Oh, you thought
deserve to get throwed, throwed
Well I came in the door, I said it befo'
I never fuck a hoe without head no more
I never pull up in nothin' less than
deserve to get throwed, throwed
Well I came in the door, I said it befo'
I never fuck a hoe without head no more
I never pull up in nothin' less than
somethin', can't choose which gun
Don't do no cuffin', go when night come
No, you can't be my girl, bitch, are you dumb? (Are you dumb?)
Never gave a fuck
exceptional or superior to
Other nations when the facts show
There is American corruption in
Voting rights, criminal justice
Housing policy a political system
or not to
Sell your company, there is
No easy answer however
Preparing yourself intellectually and
Emotionally will help
Impressionistic ballads feature hooks
Sung by Future
And there's an operatic anthem that
Meek says he likes because it
Reminds him of ancient Rome
"Monster, "
say, "There's no business like show business"
In the hood they say, "There's no business like ho business", you know?
They say I talk a little fast,
go with your big-ass house
Get a big-ass fence, keep people out
It's all stolen, anyway, can't you see that now?
There's no way for you to even that
get snaked, you can get faked
Out by the bitch that you feelin'
'Cause you thought that she was an angel
That bitch ain't no angel, I treat her halo
all money and cream
Gasoline so supreme it's third
Under the greens
Get your money right
Don't be worried 'bout the next man
Make sure your business
Different locations, spots where it takes place
If you show them my money, your ass is gettin' F-laid
There's four major games that run the city of G's
a show, then deposit it (Uh)
Your shows got no hoes, I acknowledge it
(yeah) so braggadocious, spit sick shit
It's atrocious (Nasty)
Risin' like the stocks,
And grandma said when she saw my commercials
Stop having people at your show
That wasn't at rehersal
I'm trying to get an office
At the Empire State
And bring
freed up by you and me tho so
Hold there
Let’s take a minute and pause
Oh word no hold the applause
I’m screaming and dreaming now just to start to even
Wait a second, draw back, ban this here I come
Stick this business, stock me up, they took me coat with a stun gun
On a Sunday, a bloody Sunday, so
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