Biz•nesse

Without bias, I sell tixs like '86

Bad bitches, onside me, look like your greatest hits

All black, Bronco truck, step out the latest shit

Snatching gold right off a perp, I'm on my Laker shit

Like what it is? Heard they bringing the bars back

To simplify the construct, shun niggas with hard hats

Then, just drop the baby on it's head

Niggas so worried about spins, they gon' 180 it instead

It's crazy how it's read, I feel they give you too much benefit

Fuck boys and dumb hoes wanna talk to me 'bout relevance

Calm that dumb shit down, nigga, you scaring all the fine women

Let shit get tense & then I tend to all the dime bitches, first

You see, every verse is crowd control

You out your zone, won't blow first

But best believe that I'm first to blow

Watch when my time comes, I've always kept it personal

And that's just business, nigga

Pull that trigga & watch everything go

Even if you touch them figures, you still a nigga

And that's why niggas go broke

See, I can't even get no richa

Add more figures & my soul grows cold

This mothafuckin' heat keep me warm in these winter storms

So anybody spring up gon' fall

On my dead Granny and God, swear I don't fuck with you niggas

Walked around the city, no blick, and I felt the resentment

Questioning why niggas who said they fuck with me

Got so many questionable traits that they carrying

Asking so many questions, nigga (Yeah)

I'm on a different type of path right now

They said that they love us, I don't feel it

I got too much that I'm filling

I'm running out of patience, the more and more that I'm living

I'm sensing the game is sick, so don't ask when my pen is sealing, nigga

My cousin got me fucked up

I still love him, but passive behavior's too close to aggression

Learnt my lesson, cutting off every soul that wouldn't send no message

(Unless) They needed help or promo for a fucking Hollywood Bowl

So no, I won't go, I don't like being around no mo'

As I'm writing, I seen Jey's location, that's my guy fasho

But fuck it, I can't help to think

Niggas wouldn't turn him too—, or try to, always gon' fly to fight mode

I'm used to living for survival, living within' my means

Sleeping so comfortably with the b—, enemy, she in bed with me

Devil slipped in bed with me

Spent two years, trying not to face it, she embarrassed me

Texting Richard, "Sorry I ain't make it", mom upset with me

Nia called me, told me cut her off, 'cause she ain't good for me

All she represent is everything they knew I couldn't be

And what I wouldn't be

Niggas be talking crazy, I aim it at what they shouldn't be

And that's just business, nigga

Pull that trigga & watch everything go

Even if you touch them figures, you still a nigga

And that's why niggas go broke

See, I can't even get no richa

Add more figures & my soul grows cold

This mothafuckin' heat keep me warm in these winter storms

So anybody spring up gon' fall