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without you
The truth? Man, doubtful
But every morning I wake
Perplexed by a complex that I been tryna sedate
Like how I still fucking love you after all

a better way
Navient
That's a problem
24/7
365 man I'm industry
Just like opossum
Chasin a mill
Moving low key
Handle business
Myself
Everyday
I'm in the yo

making them strong
Never get a break, I'm up real late
All year long till Christmas Day
Forced by the Fat Man, chugging a beer can
Ask for a rest, he goes

Keep sayin' he gon' stand on business, why the fuck he ain't did it then?
Can't compare me to these niggas, they ain't in the group I'm in
She keep

while the water rise
Who gon' tread the ocean, wide awake with swollen eyes
At dawn they was resting, I fester like an open sore
Pester anybody, question,

of roast meat.


The brief reflection was stopped by a gesture of a man sitting by the bonfire. It was an old Cheyenne with a wistful face; he had laid his

comes to sleepers but a dream
So I'm on my Method Man shit about my cream
You know what I mean
Business proposing
Weather from by the ocean
Your team

of breath
You tired, I can tell by the look in your face
Imma pass you up, I wanna motivate you, not gas you up
They only come around when the cash is up

throat by a dick man
I got two three one six five man
I was there on the corner
You know what it is
I'm selling croissants
Like a fuckin' grandma
Grandma,

the wood
I want to leave, she want to stay, but we got through the motions
Cause if we part ways, we're separated by oceans

Oh-oh
You're the one saying

showing
Mr. One-man-team in full effect once again
But the workload had more side effects than a coma
I woke up clocked in,
worked a double came home
then I

turn to booze
I closed my business
It lasted a long time
But I started mine with three thousand dimes
Try that my man
It got worse with jail
Now I'm

I'm mr olympia
School of hard knocks I'm a business major
New renaissance now we in the 80's
Pull up drippin like I'm in the navy
PapiDess I got that

Lifeline

Parental Advisory

Ghetto Street Funk

I'm kissin'
All up on my diznick and all up in my business
So drop ya panties before ya want to give me kisses
I keep em' yes I keep em' reminiscin'

finna go another round
Chris Brown, take it to the head, finna take it down
Swimmin' in your ocean, man I'm finna drown
I can't strike out, I'm still

Conscious rappers real woke with
A played-out message
Just the stalest of the crumbs
Dropped down by their professors
You're a house boy doing what you're

y'all motherfuckers' wives, What's up Yeah, yeah

What you promotin' you ain't got no motion, But me, I be wavy I'm one with the ocean
Shut the fuck up,

In the center of the darkness 
There is plenty of light
Salvation is the target
For freedom, you paid with your life
What were you hoping to find?
By

"NIGGER!"
Leave him right there
I walk around with hacksaws
And 2 by 4's, cause I don't fight fair
I'm ill enough to gun butt
You with the rocket launcher
Mr

moving on by
If I was a stick of gum I’d be your stride
I hope horns don’t start growing out of me bc I’m a good boy & got some ocean blue eyes
They

shouldn't grow up the same as us
Roll more dice
This shit a cold war, I opened up this old door twice
Tellin' me how to run my business when you sold your

Comin' Up

Bun B

Story of My Life

2016

mouth and my pinky ring, my wrist and my neck
I'm 'bout my business so give me my cash or give me my check
See I can biblically remember me and Trae

soul
But I'm found by the Lord

So you know they ain't stoppin' it
With the angels, the demons the opposite
When I find a new Bible, I'm coppin' it
Devil

dodge shit
They knowing I'm reckless
Don't fold under pressure
I slide shit
Megastar illest
The best in the business
We got this
Down from the gutta
I'm