Bac 2 Da Biz

I'm back to the biz made profits without investing money
back to my dreams I used the money to pay for my promo
You know the yolo
Tap inside the markets
Reach specific targets
I'm a Man of many talents
Thats my sense of balance when I'm smoking platinum kush breath
All new everything including money and new health
I hop inside American muscle car I hustle hard going ham in the paint for the family

Haters can't handle me they slither to give me snake eyes
I used to weight pies 8 times then ship em with 8 guys
So I know where the hate lies when you getting to much success state-wide
They start to think you too good to make time
If you can't deal them haters success is not for you
So stop acting like bitch when they come after you
I stay prepared never scared I smear that war paint
Don't get all Emo on me homie they burying more graves
Imma Don catch me negotiating with the mobbsters
Or eating pasta with the head of mafia
I work a 9 to 5 and invested it to fucken my dreams I go Supreme get up on that stage the crowd fucken screams



Credits
Writer(s): Cedrick Crawford, Andrew Mitchell
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