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Busy
9,821
Hip-Hop/Rap
Busy was released on September 30, 2022 by Thousand8 as a part of the album The Last Whip II
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Release DateSeptember 30, 2022
LabelThousand8
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM69

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
K-Trap
K-Trap
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nathaniel London
Nathaniel London
Composer
Devonte Perkins
Devonte Perkins
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nathaniel London
Nathaniel London
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Hate when I see man givin' a big 'un
See them live in the flesh, they're timid
Thousand Gs, just broke down a brizzy
Told little man that it's gonna get busy
Emz stepped out, done suttin risky
Now you're whisperin' on tizzy
Tell you 'bout the treacherous summers
Bro had a string on the mizzy bizzy
Before them labels meetings
I really had a shotgun stuck, tryna greet them
Ever get the drop in the mornin'
But you got colly
You gotta fling bine in the evenin'
Me and bro stepped, two spinners
Whoever we see is finders keepers
'Member when I found out we lost them beaters
I really felt like I was grievin'
Two man deep in Hatton
But still that's a quarter in kettles
Can't you see this VS-VS1?
Don't ask if I walk with the metal
Even when I sat in petty
Gang tryna lay down petals, gotta get settled
Mash in the Tech fleece, gonna get tekky
Who's goin' petty?
Big mood, meet you in the daytime
Later on, tell you get dressed up, tell you get sexy
Uptown diners, spoke to the killies
They're downtown, firin', bro wanna drill it
I don't mind drivin'
Check, then fill it
Check, then fill it
On the phone to the personal shopper
I just wanna know if it's oversized or fitted
I just wanna know why they talk so wicked
Talk so warm with short and sawn
Easy to double tap, but I like the auto more
Walk with parc'
It was MACs and spinners, now I sign autographs
They rap and chat it
I don't know 'bout them, but we really walk with ours
Shoppin' with bae
Fuck around, get her the bag
Mini, medium, large
Speedy cars
Pull up, big man, let them out first, tryna see the arse
You never run down nuttin with the fire
I clicked it, now you're a liar
You never cooked it raw
I had half a brick on the window sill, tryna dry her
I gave Lambeth hope with this mash and this thousand grams a coke
Take that sandwich bag and go
I want thirty grand or no
I never switch and go with the fake
I'd rather stand alone
I give it to bro, he went for the landin', came home landin' loads
Goats, I tell you why
How many times did I fuck up the bag and didn't even televise?
How much times did I step with the thing out here?
It's too fiery, I ain't gonna bring in mine
The parcel's bad
Now it's just slabs, three hundred K in tabs
Social cramp
Double R truck, but we still in the hood, gotta put down the flaps
(Nathaniel London)
Written by: K-Trap, Nathaniel London
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