Lyrics
I'm not pretending like the most are
I pull up, kick it, bro, I post up
Handle my business, I get closer and closer
Balance and money over sex, yeah
Passion is a blessing and the pressure take you far, far
They violate, they delay, so I'm smoking on the Zaza
I'm feeling like everybody just here for the passa
I get the business, let's link up
You see me
I'm a busy bee, I'm never looking back
I prevail
Even if I fail, I never, ever lack
Even if I'm in a jam I got the melody correct
And they witness how I get dis 'cause I'm coming to collect
I'm 'bout to show you how it's going down
And we say
I'm 'bout to tell you once, don't wait, we don't play round
I'm 'bout to serenade, we play sound
I'm out to dedicate this just for hate now
City after city, never stay home
They know, they know
I don't know you till you know main bro
He with me when I lay low
Amma I'll make it, oh
I'm out here, I stay down
Amma I'll make it home
I'm out here for paper
I'm with my bro
He greet me, and he keep me stay grounded
I know my bro don't need me
Still, he did me favors
All of my Gs are Number real ones, oh
All of my Gs want none but big funds, oh
All of my Gs stay with it 'cause I say so
All of my Gs, we never gon' run
We get the
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