Going Out of Biz
Going out of biz
The fuck
Said I ain't going out of biz
Na, I ain't going like this
Rewind a couple years when I put it down like this
Cheers without beers 'cause I'm holding on to this
20 golden trophies 'cause once I was worthy
Yet now I'm fucking struggling to make a cheque clear
Worked my arse off to get where I am
Too strong to let you derail my plan
Hail to the passion that got me there
Now I just gotta' find it once again
Going out of biz
The fuck?
Said I ain't going out of biz
Na, I ain't going like this
Time to rewrite, chalk to the board
Nose to the grindstone walk the talk
Pedestrian's mainstream get off the sidewalk
I dream of hardcore craft's off the wall
Bitch in the Benz you looking down the lens
But you'll never figure out how I got to the end
Ants in your pants when you pondering the dance
Business got like phoenix back to the end
Going out of biz
The fuck
Said I ain't go'n outta biz
Na, I ain't go'n like this
Now now now think about this when you try to reminisce
Before Chris I was the Miss model blazing up a mix
Working up the biz standing high above the fit
Taking titles off the list making money high as mint
On the side I was selling Hummers and sports cars and finance
Management and freelance that hard work was my dance
Then banks start pouring credit, didn't need it but I took it
'Cause Mum said, that you'll need it, but too bad 'cause I broke it
Going out of biz
The fuck
Said I ain't going out of biz
Na, I ain't going like this
Time to rewrite, chalk to the board
Nose to the grindstone walk the talk
Pedestrian's mainstream get off the sidewalk
I dream of hardcore craft's off the wall
Oh, bitch please you don't know where I'm from
You prob' just like door-knob-shit-dumb
If you don't get outta my space
I might just fly-kick up your face
Oh, customer's always right, bitch
Down with the complex you know that I got this
Rubix cube just 10 and I got this
IQ higher then superior
You try to keep up but you look at my rear
Wrong business be done with this
Dedicate your passion no more rations when you get this
The fuck
Said I ain't going out of biz
Na, I ain't going like this
Rewind a couple years when I put it down like this
Cheers without beers 'cause I'm holding on to this
20 golden trophies 'cause once I was worthy
Yet now I'm fucking struggling to make a cheque clear
Worked my arse off to get where I am
Too strong to let you derail my plan
Hail to the passion that got me there
Now I just gotta' find it once again
Going out of biz
The fuck?
Said I ain't going out of biz
Na, I ain't going like this
Time to rewrite, chalk to the board
Nose to the grindstone walk the talk
Pedestrian's mainstream get off the sidewalk
I dream of hardcore craft's off the wall
Bitch in the Benz you looking down the lens
But you'll never figure out how I got to the end
Ants in your pants when you pondering the dance
Business got like phoenix back to the end
Going out of biz
The fuck
Said I ain't go'n outta biz
Na, I ain't go'n like this
Now now now think about this when you try to reminisce
Before Chris I was the Miss model blazing up a mix
Working up the biz standing high above the fit
Taking titles off the list making money high as mint
On the side I was selling Hummers and sports cars and finance
Management and freelance that hard work was my dance
Then banks start pouring credit, didn't need it but I took it
'Cause Mum said, that you'll need it, but too bad 'cause I broke it
Going out of biz
The fuck
Said I ain't going out of biz
Na, I ain't going like this
Time to rewrite, chalk to the board
Nose to the grindstone walk the talk
Pedestrian's mainstream get off the sidewalk
I dream of hardcore craft's off the wall
Oh, bitch please you don't know where I'm from
You prob' just like door-knob-shit-dumb
If you don't get outta my space
I might just fly-kick up your face
Oh, customer's always right, bitch
Down with the complex you know that I got this
Rubix cube just 10 and I got this
IQ higher then superior
You try to keep up but you look at my rear
Wrong business be done with this
Dedicate your passion no more rations when you get this
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Writer(s): Cara Lordez
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