Lyrics:
my Business
Back to the business
Watch me move so swiftly
Never been risky quality crispy
Your product ain't up to scale
You know it ain't good when it
and follow, as I wobble, relapse into history, with a flask of the whiskey
Tip it back then I'm twisting wine bottles
Like what happened to Chris Reeves spine
gotta be like,
I just gotta be like you
Dear, Uncle Chris, Uncle Keith, Uncle Ricky,
Before the Lord get me, I gotta say something quickly
I grew up
your jealousy as you're watching (I see you watching)
You're watching (it's all good)
It's kinda sexy to me (I love it)
How you're watching, you're
my take the shot like a Alcoholic
Bitch I'm back too balling
I do it like James Harden
And all jokes been aside like Chris Farley
You my A1 my Day 1
My
the "ugh" face like medicine
When I get in the booth, I turn a different breed like Tennyson
He tried to go back and forth with me like tennis
Then he quit
look at the back up camera
When I park in the garage
Swerving in and out of lanes
Treat the foreign like a Dodge
My partner told me to invest in DOGE
I
the bitches on my dick
Cause I shine and they see me glow
Bitches wanna give me ass cause the
See me on the TV show
Man just wait until my album drop
I'ma have
you on stretchers
Did you know the album title's an idiom for forever
I got it, yeah, I got it
I'm Chris Brown, how I rock it
So I only give exclusives
game, me and forty
Freeman I look to you nigga and I love you
Know you lost your parents but with me you got a brother
Malaki and Chris prolly all
V12 is roaring,
Flying through the city with the pedal to the floor then,
I put them 26 inches on the curb, tell the hood I'm back,
Give me a corner,
Everyone can hate me like they hate Chris
I'm only seeing the money, what's the conflict
If I diss, I won't miss like John Wick
Looking like Akon, bitch, I'm
This the last song on the album
Best song on the album
Switch it up
This is poetry supposedly the end was getting close to me
That statement sittin'
Lyin' About The Blues
Words: Dennis Johnson, Music: Jeff Walker, Steve Turner and Chris Cawte
This song was never recorded by us, but ended up
Yo shoutout Von Prospa man, he dropped an album
Yo we got, we got Von Prospa in the building today man, yessir
For those of you who don't know
is foolish, that was my views
I'm back at it, the rap addict, by any means
We gon' get these stacks accurate, no skinny jeans
Say he ain't a star,
and do it
Put me back on cable quick
And I ain't use none of them beats
Your label sent, so
Lettuce be, get'cha tomato split
Let me be or get'cha
Yeah,
man
Start off by lettin you know, See the pen that's Pai Mei
Mixed with Chris Tucker gettin real money from Friday
On some nice haze, that could have
(soldiers) , warriors (hands up)
Yes I'm an activst not going on
After Kris justice I'm the
Looking back for Chris the streets
Are back the real talk
Real
write me off I'm from the 90s I am a JunKi new age mic fiend
It's in my blood now and I am type B soon as the beat drop I slay a hype beast
Put on my back
as planned I ain't stop
Father stretch my hands I'm not Chris Rock
Won't go down without a fight why you let me down
Outta town again tonight you don't come
can't let go, let go, let go
Baby, you've got me open
Baby, I just wanna make you mine
By the end of the night, end of the night
By the end
Taylor's in that stash
By that 7-45 beamer
And the way you give back shots
Like Venus and Serena
Have a nigga on stage gangsta leanin', oooh
If ever you
dude
But KK, back to you, let me tell you's who
How to move, this is what you do
If you wanna take that stance, then that's cool
But we gon' do this
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