Rated R Business

You would've thought these niggas mustered the way I make them catch up
Nigga ain't been in the gym in a year and he talkin' about some flex up
I ain't really been messin' with these bitches but they all wanna sex us
She say she got a fatty, okay, everything bigger than it takes us
Bro sound rhymin' too fast on the beat, said, "okay, let me not mess up"
The shit you did, we did already, that shit don't really impress us
I know a few niggas that be moving too fast, so okay, we 'bout to take up
The diamond got him and shot like he got hit by some Electra
Fuck, maybe it's the way I'm shining too hard, I got them back in the face
That boy said that my miss gained that, he just might be laced

Lil' baby tryna say I'm broke, but baby, that just not the case
I ain't gon' spend no cake on you, just not anyway
'Cause why would I spend some cake on you when I'd rather just go invest?
She wanna do it all night long, now she makin' a mess
They wanna hear some more of that fire, okay, I'm makin' the best
Say lil' Kai not like that, I'm like, "Okay, bitch"
Say lil' Kai not chasin' money when he just chase the check
I'm an eight-four-seven, baby, look, that's just what I read
Got my own crib check, ha, own car check, ha, own money check, ha
She like how you like a angel in disguise

'Cause all these other niggas they be feedin' lies
It's Saturday and that shit sweet like it's pies
I'm too focused, nigga, they keep asking why
Told my mama I'd be rich before she die
And she died, now it's money on my mind
I'm a different breed, you not cut like my kind
Ain't tryna be like you niggas, I got too much pride



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