All Business Lyrics

HiddenRoad

I don't even say what's up, it's all business

Head down, weaving in and out the crowd with quickness

Name Hidden, face blend in, difficult to witness

Play different, trace erase from all existence

Roll with me, first proof yourself, hit this

More than weed, laced, the taste is on your lips

It's too late, drag you to hell for my own gain

No shame, what I'm pushing dope as fuck, cocaine

Roast you up, propane, broken bones or obey

Choice us yours, ok, choke hold on your bros bae

Bitch catch the brunt of your messiness, stay gone

Escalate, I decimate the whole block, A-Bomb

Plastic burn, napalm, Agent Orange sprayed on

Spew toxin, radon, you got it, hey nah

Victory is mine, thinking long term pay off

Break off a piece of the spoil for fam and take off

Play it straight, no fakes, playa-hate, no thanks

No debate, scrape the plate, hunger pains, go away

Clean the slate, how you big bank on layaway

Talking big shit, everyday, Lucy explain

Punishment, forthcoming, gunning shit, you're running

Coming with the AK and other shit, more bloody

Cunning with the battle plans, hardcore tactics

Magic in the pitch blackness, pure madness

More practice or maybe take a step back

Nothing wrong with ducking off a bit after a setback

Nothing wrong with fucking off unless you fuck the plug up

Suck up, now it's too late, you soon to get strung up

Looking like a dumb fuck, hands in the dump truck

Face, feet and teeth scattered all around the funk bruh

I never left the Metroplex, just vanished from these fuck ups

We are not the same, different planet, different lunch truck

Lift the standards up, let it fly from the bunker

Skull and bones banner, high up like thunder

Binding lightning, flash poker, pluck the eyes out

What is HiddenRoad like? fuck around and find out

Never lie down, never show the hideout

Keep it on the low, conceal carry when we ride out

Put you on the back foot, no time out

Bleed later, die now, say goodbye clown

Play it straight, no fakes, playa-hate, no thanks

No debate, scrape the plate, hunger pains, go away

Clean the slate, how you big bank on layaway

Talking big shit, everyday, Lucy explain

Punishment, forthcoming, gunning shit, you're running

Coming with the AK and other shit, more bloody

Cunning with the battle plans, hardcore tactics

Magic in the pitch blackness, pure madness