Bad Business

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Woo woo
All I hear when I step outside
Lately I don't wan talk unless I'm by a mic
Same hood I start trappin' in where I learn how to fight
The city I was born in first time I seen homicide
When papi died the first time I seen my momma cry
After the first time seeing that shit I don't wan see that no more
I remember my eyes swole now my pockets swole
I was outside of that store selling halves and O's
Nigga come get what you want nigga then be ghost
Couple spots all through the block, this shit dominoes
And we runnin shit out like a snotty nose
We got plenty high grades, this shit look like honor roll
I know life a dice game
Pray a seven on this roll
Shoutout to the 7 Way
That be my boys from Bock Road
If it ain't my damn gang I trust you far as the street go
Just in case the damn hate, everywhere I go, I keep heat close
Perc game really started get fucked up, niggas out here selling that fent
Blowin your last lil re-up out here tryna keep that bitch
Niggas out here really trappin' backwards it don't make no sense
I start clutching my iron when a youngin start to feel suspense
I don't promote no violence
Think you gon get in the way, you got shit bent
Wanted this my whole life
Ain't no nigga gon come and try take this
That's why every time I be goin in like its a tent
1 way in and out, ain't no way you gonna get pass this

My team undefeated, don't you overthink it
Make me give you beating
No time for beefing
On the way to the dollars, money I'm seeking
When you in the streets you can't be out here moving with feelings
Don't care if that's your man, I don't wan fuck with him, he got bad business



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Writer(s): Miguel Fogg
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