BUSINESS

People always talkin' like they got something to say But they don't, and they still gonna complain That's crazy, three hundred in a day Don't mean to be a pain, but I'm hogging all your pay That's shady business, bitch Broke as a bitch, you got limited chips I'm HD, envision this, bitch They throwin' shade, that's just the business, bitch That's just the business, bitch Difference is this kid is gonna be rich Remember when I was stressing 'bout a snitch Now I don't think, I just run with my clique I run with the homies Even though I don't hate it anymore when I'm lonely That bud hella phony Now the reg got 'em fucked up, so I'm callin' Tony People always talkin' like they got something to say But they don't, and I'm sick of it Run it for a minute, bitch, I'm ending this I do this shit for the benefits I can't talk right now, I'm too into this Woah, I go for the gold Bitch please get out of my store, it's closed Hit the road, new foes And it don't help when the old ones do the most Swervin' on the interstate You a bitch, boy, I cannot relate That's the type of shit that I don't tolerate I don't like chit chat, please don't try to conversate Homie, I ain't common place Cut off them fake friends, they never would cooperate I'm used to people doing me cold Upstate New York, bitch, I ain't never seen the hotter days People always talkin' like they got something to say But they don't, and they still gonna complain That's crazy, three hundred in a day Don't mean to be a pain, but I'm hogging all your pay That's shady business, bitch Broke as a bitch, you got limited chips I'm HD, envision this, bitch They throwin' shade, that's just the business, bitch