Business (feat. Daniyo, Menkare & 2k.Zay)

Know I'm coming off bold But girl tell me what nigga gon do you like me Young nigga with the juice Gotta be a VIP to fuck with me, girl need your ID Only thing between us is the latex Girl, you're bad enough to blow the whole paycheck I ain't ever been attached But believe I love you around cause I know that you stay wet Love a girl that can take away the day's stress Show me what she's down for and she say less When she walk in the room Feeling like I got allergies every way that I stay blessed It ain't none of your friends business What we got going on girl let's get right So long as you're down for me, I'm gon ride for you I swear we got be aigh Walk up in the club and everybody know our name Talking 'bout how Virtuosi 'boutta kill the game Everybody out the club is giving us the shame That's the price you gotta pay for money and the fame How you getting angry at the person I became You've been acting phony every since I got the fame Ain't nobody but yourself that you could ever blame If you were never with me at the bottom with the pain Baby baby, why you always tryna catch me lack? Crazy crazy, y'all gon turn me to a maniac Everybody wanna know what time you getting back Do you know celebrities? How much you make in racks? I heard this on the internet and now I know the facts Somebody get your man, somebody tell him to relax Before I get angry, start fucking shit up And then I throw hands with your mans, say wassup But you don't why so you asking me "what?" I told you to shut the fuck up, that's enough Why all of a sudden you acting so tough When people around you? They hyping you up You don't wanna do this, don't wanna get rough You paid 40 bucks don't get kicked out the club What happened before? You was talking that shit Talking how you gon be rich You ain't ever earn a thing, it was given This ain't your lane, better switch You making me bitter, you making me vicious Running your mouth almost like it's a sickness Cool to my face, but you talk from a distance Do yourself a favor lil bitch, mind your business Man what you wanna talk about? Fun sex, sunsets, or the nights of the drunk texts? no Shawty don't rock that way Got a pretty young thing and she pop D'Ussé Used to keeping it classy I gotta evolve I used to be cool but I turned to a dog And I cheated I needed to leave anyway Cuz I learned all that game from my father in days Ways, I could just change in an instant Most of you niggas don't get it Versace my shades with the Gucci on slides Just need me some feddy and head from a dime Is that too much to ask? With these Chains on my neck and a loaded Patek And a cup full of wine Used to be stressed and then texting my brothers Like "Yo it's gon happen a matter of time" Then my nigga switched up Man I still don't got no time for the fools You ain't even call me back Tell me really how you feel I would give everything to my brothers And that was my first of mistakes My whole family distant I'm missing these meals just to make all these verses for niggas I wouldn't rehearse with you niggas I'm starving, I'm hungry, I needed some water This all for my mom so she open that door To that mansion in Beverly Hills Nigga back to the topic, I'm willing to kill When I came from the gutter, they said that I changed I was born for this shit, you can save me the pain You can save me the game Never seen you quite like this Some niggas gon change but it's right like this I ain't with all the talking and chalking it up If he don't fuck with me nigga save me the luck (Aye, look) What you wanna talk 'bout? Is it the way that you act when I walk out? Nah You just wanna spark up Girl, please don't get me started, look On the way to the party We gon face each L then we off it, look Shawty tryna toss it Give me brain, you would think she would taught this, look See my type, can't ignore it See my type, think love is boring, look Only text when I'm horny Or maybe in the stu while recording, look No feelings, no bullshit No sweat when I'm on to the new bitch Show you how I do this On the way to the top with my new shit, look On my way to the top Tell me if you down bitch, tell me if you not I ain't really mean to put you all up in the spot Only 18, bitches always tryna plot Tryna make it seem like a nigga called you Nah bitch, you a fiend Tried to tell me that you not Why they all lies man Why they all dubs I ain't got no time, I ain't showing no love Show no love to these hoes That's a move, that's just how it goes Got a problem then please let me know Just here for the weed, for the bros Just here for the Here for the clout I'ma get big, nah, I never had a doubt Just sit back with this stash, I'ma count I'ma do me with you or without, aye