Business

What the f*ck you mad for, mad for What the f*ck you mad for, mad for What the f*ck you mad for This is what you asked for I guess I'm just a bad dog I'll take my business back home So what the f*ck you mad for Your mood like my wallet, so poor You went out the back door This is what you asked for You wish you were able to handle this business I was born for the business I own the studio put down blue faces in cash and on credit Light up candles, blowing them out for the wishes It ain't my birthday, but I want them cards for the profit Collecting some extra while paying of debt On my way to the riches I repeat myself, I said I repeat myself Just incase you missed it Too many bitches talking Ms Miss 'n Mrs Eyes came green when I smoke the weed You're talking to a face of Christmas Ain't nobody gonna change this vision I ain't tryna play no villain I'm just tryna make it through the day straight chilling You ain't gotta stay if you ain't willing What the f*ck you mad for This is what you asked for I guess I'm just a bad dog I'll take my business back home So what the f*ck you mad for Your mood like my wallet, so poor You went out the back door This is what you asked for What the f*ck you mad for This is what you asked for I guess I'm just a bad dog I'll take my business back home So what the f*ck you mad for Your mood like my wallet, so poor You went out the back door This is what you asked for I get no audio I'm left speechless nothing but awe comes out I thought I found my sound, but awe y'know I fought around with this for years I'm still ~ oh so close Grab a glass let's all pour I got cash flow again All the dogs came back home in the end I took the game over your head I'm in the first place that I began Nah, it ain't so bad I can draw freely 'cause now the board is blank Next time you see me I'll toss you a forty stack Cause by that point I could afford the bank What the f*ck you mad for This is what you asked for I guess I'm just a bad dog I'll take my business back home So what the f*ck you mad for Your mood like my wallet, so poor You went out the back door This is what you asked for What the f*ck you mad for This is what you asked for I guess I'm just a bad dog I'll take my business back home So what the f*ck you mad for Your mood like my wallet, so poor You went out the back door This is what you asked for