Busy Boyz Lyrics

Now ima tell you that I'm different

One of a kind no ion settle bit*h

One thing I'd never do

Is ever settle

Learned my lesson quick

I settled for a pretty face

I'm glad I had my metal sh*t

I been in situations where some pussy almost got me hit

Was thirteen it was me Keem and Maal tryna chase a mil

Fifteen me and Rah crushing hoes around Chesterfield

They use to call me trouble

Cause at thirteen I was popping seals

No ion want no hug baby

I really turned out fine fr

When I need some love I hold my glock

Damn I use to steal

Shoutout to the freezy lady

She use to throw ya boy the deals

I heard he saying he my opp

But he'on own a gun fr

Speak on no man

but he'on really got no funds fr

Priorities be fucked up

that's really why they getting killed

Put my switch on my dog

And let him bark up in the field

They thought I was a tool man the way I use to handle drills

Fixed up yo momma sink

Then sent my youngin in to steal

Came out with some jays, some tvs and some fucking pills

Somebody sold her fake xans

It's sad if you know you know

Sent the tvs to the hood

They said sai you the goat

Invested in myself the pill money went to the yo

I'm up but I ain't doing features

Unless a rapper from the fo

Tryna put my city on

But niggas hating on the low

Before you talk down on a nigga

Get some fucking dough

I been the bakers man cooking for the streets

Shit Twizzle know

I slapped my food plug

Cause I felt he add a extra touch

Sent him to my barber with the blade to get him touched up

Before you make dumb decisions

Think is really it worth it

My bitch ora like Rihanna

Cause she steady working

My girl had me fucked up

I punished that real quick

Beat them goonies from the back

Slapping tiger marks n shit

I love too see them tiger marks

I swear it really turn me on

Have me singing Soulja songs

Like baby kiss me thru the phone

I been easy to spot

Like black girls with fake leopard on

I hate how niggas fucking ugly Bitches cause they well known

Niggas really asking bitches

Can I get a piece of pussy

He'll prolly fuck a feen that look thick but her pussy fishy

I try to teach my young niggas

That life is all about wealth

To do what you want

Cause In that casket you all by yourself

The streets taught me life lessons

But it put me through some rough shit

The lions make it out the jungle

The real understand quick

I had to take the fur off some animals

To get my fur thick

My lil brother gone work

Even if I get rich

No nigga gonna get a handout

We grind for our shit

We shine with our shit

The blind see us shit

We fine bitch

Step to the family

I swear that it's gone be a riot

Bang on any nigga

Any quarter

Like a was Zion

I think it's getting hot in here

I think I lit the booth up

My clothes staying on

I can't show I got this glizzy tucked

Time to get busy nigga

Been thugging with my busy boys

Busy getting bitc*es counting money

Busy making noise

Niggas really hatin on the gang Cause we coming up

Big Sai for the top album

My haters bitches getting fucked