Get Busy ft. Coach Dev Lyrics

I'm somewhere in the city, tryna get busy

Loaded and I'm dizzy, baby kiss me before it get tricky

Cousin came to get me, it was sticky, Rollas tried to flick me

Me and Lani risky, boys was pissy, couldn't find the blicky

Know they tryna temp me, they won't take me, what they really on

I'm done with being friendly, bitch gon' hate me, hear it in my songs

My family is really gone, goddamn feel I'm moving on

Had so much love for Kayla C, but goddamn girl I'm moving on

I love her and I need her, stuck like cocaine, uh

But I still fuck with hoes like Mena swear that she's a eater

I'm disappointed in myself, really need some help, I'm trippin

Bitch go worry about your wealth, why you speaking on the business

Say I'm distant, I don't fuck with y'all at all, I don't stall

Not to mention, y'all was breaking all the laws with the broad

Whole screaming match all on the phone, yo own son you left him alone

Ain't say a word when y'all lost Zo, and you ain't speak when y'all lost Tone

I wanna trip again, pain got me stiff again

My eyes low, I'm loaded, when she see me, she on dick again

Fuck it, I'm gon' hit again, loaded, feeling lit again

Can't wait until we make it, I won't speak on what we did to win

They gone caught me tryna love

They done caught you tryna bluff

You asked me to be my bitch

But you didn't show me nun

I ain't even get no hug

Really hit me with a mug

From the outside looking in bitch you really is a thug

Hold

Don't want no rain round here

Smoke dope all day round here

Can't even play too close

They'll blow yo brain out here

Lil bro I poked his hoes

I ran the game this year

Almost 19 years old

And these niggas just stay in tears, youngin sneakin', baby Snake in here

He know he safe in here, Keyon screamin', bring the hoes along

We upping rank in here, Lani, he gon' bring the dro along

It smell like dank in here, and Saani, he ask me for slow ass songs

Like I can't wait to hear it

Back then, I was trippin

Look, said some shit that they couldn't wait to hear

Brodie punched 130 in the Benz, he almost slapped the rear

Damn, I'm really rappin' hard

I know some niggas at the school, they really serving bars

You can see it in my face, I love to hustle hard

Young nigga, I was moving thrax on the schoolyard

Take a hit of this, you gon' be somewhere stuck on Mars

Damn, now I gotta slow it down

Got some young niggas trippin', tryna run the town

Man, my mind was really racing, gotta slow it down

Had to lock my focus in, see a different route

Uh, on the phone, having conversations with lil Seem

Remember days we was young, having hoop dreams

Now we in the stu we rapping talking real mean

Bitches on our dick, cause they see we finna get this cheese