That's Business Lyrics

Place solace version of dices

Many faces fetching my vices

Sorry I can't mind my business enough I know the streets like this

Held fear held beer

Couldn't contain that's why I steer

Pinpoint the theme of the song, print forms read more of what I adore

Pink roses my pink tape is dark my car has dark shades

My mind has lotta space, so I take lotta (smoke) breaks

Lotta high stakes fun out the way like I'm going outtaway

Founded and found like these words I found them in my mind but I created so now I'm dumbfounded by the fact that I reacted something so well-rounded

Niggas can not imitate or even say they co-founded

I got lotta shit on my plate and only two hands, but nigga if u get me some ima pull a third one just to hold on all these bands

Made sense

It's so tense

Like my ears when I take flight they feel so full or repent and I'm dead

And I'm big rounded like Mike

My bitch found her so I lied

Gotta take my time alone so I just might

Cry and I don't want no one on my phone

She's the love of my life

They know I might be prone but without prescription what am I gonna do

I need some livestock and fiction

My life is ignant

My wife is pregnant

I'm already black you know I'm a ran from commitments

My cars windows all shade black

So you can't mind on my own business

My seats heat up with her ass and whoopa

I hit her in the back with my whip and some nasty lyrics

I told her shut up with a zip (zzz) I just closed the bag that her corpse is in