BIDNESS

I gotta get to the bidness

A young **** from the hood from the trap

A young **** from da trenches

My bro full court press em

N he Ain’t leavin no witness

Diamonds hittin like teken

Gotta show da young **** how to handle Dey bidness

Ya we luh to shoot opps

All my bro They duck cops

Ridin round ina range rover

Or pull up ina drop topp

Money on my head we still ride around n opp shop

Yea Dey want me dead

Like Dey ain’t know I’m on my block

Ask the streets what the scoreboard say

Who really up

How da bodies droppin

But Dey say ain’t killin nun

I was on da road made 100 b4 21

Money on my head I go everywhere wit my

I see a lot of talkin

Ain’t no action be doin

Woofin like he bout it

but we kno he been threw it

Cuz u got mo money

Oh u Think u mo reala

U jus a lil boy wit a lil bag

I’ll drop 6 figures

I kno a broke ****

Walk up broad day pull da trigga

I kno a real killa n he he got a lot of million

But you won’t hear him say it cuz

We kno don’t talk bout bidness

See my **** got blood on shoes

But he ain’t no Christian

I gotta get to the bidness

A young **** from the hood from the trap

A young **** from da trenches

My bro full court press em

N he Ain’t leavin no witness

Diamonds hittin like teken

Gotta show da young **** how to handle Dey bidness