Anti
Yea
Yea
Yea
Anti
Anti-Social
I ain't yo motherfucking bro we can't do business (It aint no love!)
Let's just get right down to business
Lot of you niggas acting like bitches
Probably done raised some of you niggas
Knowledge I gave some of you niggas
No hard feelings
Award-winning that sound different
On a different wave
Hope you follow the road I paved children
You can see what it's like
Sacrifices I made
I'm not new to this damn it
Tired of hearing that static
In my house I work magic
With my alter I practice
Love goes beyond caskets
Got to feed the old habits
Singing songs and do dances
Life ain't giving fair chances
Programed by the telephone in my hand
Thought you'd never trap me where did all it began
We don't watch the news we watch TMZ
I don't follow rules I'm just doing me
They say money talks I speak it fluently
In the heat of the night I got the tool on me
Niggas out you out over some jewelry
Niggas out you out in front of jurys
In the heat of the night I got the tool on me
They say money talks I speak it fluently
I ain't yo motherfucking sis we can't do business (It aint no love!)
Let's just get right down to business
Lot of you "Queens" acting like bitches
Probably done raised some of you bitches
Knowledge I gave some of you bitches
No hard feelings
Award-winning that sound different
On a different wave
Hope you follow the road I paved children
You can see what it's like
Sacrifices I made
I'm not new to this damn it
Must be cursed on this planet
People taken advantage
Broken how can I manage
Love goes beyond caskets
We ain't living that long
Life ain't giving fair chances
We do dances sing songs
Programed by the telephone in my hand
Thought you'd never trap me where did all it began
We don't watch the news we watch TMZ
I don't follow rules I'm just doing me
They say money talks I speak it fluently
In the heat of the night I got the tool on me
Niggas out you out over some jewelry
Niggas out you out in front of jurys
In the heat of the night I got the tool on me
They say money talks I speak it fluently
They say money talks I speak it fluently,fluently
In the heat of the night I got the tool on me, tool on me
Yea
Yea
Anti
Anti-Social
I ain't yo motherfucking bro we can't do business (It aint no love!)
Let's just get right down to business
Lot of you niggas acting like bitches
Probably done raised some of you niggas
Knowledge I gave some of you niggas
No hard feelings
Award-winning that sound different
On a different wave
Hope you follow the road I paved children
You can see what it's like
Sacrifices I made
I'm not new to this damn it
Tired of hearing that static
In my house I work magic
With my alter I practice
Love goes beyond caskets
Got to feed the old habits
Singing songs and do dances
Life ain't giving fair chances
Programed by the telephone in my hand
Thought you'd never trap me where did all it began
We don't watch the news we watch TMZ
I don't follow rules I'm just doing me
They say money talks I speak it fluently
In the heat of the night I got the tool on me
Niggas out you out over some jewelry
Niggas out you out in front of jurys
In the heat of the night I got the tool on me
They say money talks I speak it fluently
I ain't yo motherfucking sis we can't do business (It aint no love!)
Let's just get right down to business
Lot of you "Queens" acting like bitches
Probably done raised some of you bitches
Knowledge I gave some of you bitches
No hard feelings
Award-winning that sound different
On a different wave
Hope you follow the road I paved children
You can see what it's like
Sacrifices I made
I'm not new to this damn it
Must be cursed on this planet
People taken advantage
Broken how can I manage
Love goes beyond caskets
We ain't living that long
Life ain't giving fair chances
We do dances sing songs
Programed by the telephone in my hand
Thought you'd never trap me where did all it began
We don't watch the news we watch TMZ
I don't follow rules I'm just doing me
They say money talks I speak it fluently
In the heat of the night I got the tool on me
Niggas out you out over some jewelry
Niggas out you out in front of jurys
In the heat of the night I got the tool on me
They say money talks I speak it fluently
They say money talks I speak it fluently,fluently
In the heat of the night I got the tool on me, tool on me
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Writer(s): $caycee Bryant
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