CORPORATE MEETINGS ft. King Gus & K Mills Lyrics

The whole jam could get hot

They kinda condescending

Hard to manage all these dollars up in college spending

I need a proper pennant

My doctor said i'm ending with winning

I popped out for penance wearing the flyest linen

Hoping God forgiven half the shit I did as kid

I was an infant till the brains start pop out the lid

Now you see the whole picture

Those who slither round with the potion in the pitcher how you livin' dawg

I be pissed sipping liquor and my tickets all clipped for the next flight

Sixty for the best bite

Tricky ass bitch tried to flip me so her sentence light

Come and take a ride so I can show you what a menace like

Show you bout that menace life

Check the rackets tennis stripes

Ten bands over the counter under the reddish lights

Know the district, homie got the load and flipped it

All my bros stay lifted know we gon' get it

Was riding solo with it

Never been a codependent

We get the pension flip the stack then cross the golden bridges

I keep the stash inside the safe incase the phonies trippin

Niggas with the safe just caught a case for snitchin' codefendants

And that was never me

These niggas trynna bend with me

Keep the peace, turn it to an A

Fuck the sympathy

I tried to tell em sooner now its history

Cuz when they hear the bang loud

We gon' turn the crowd to a ministry

Gang, is you kidding me?

Bringing knives to a gun fight labels you the dumbest goofy of the century

Send yo ass back to penitentiaries

Learn ya lesson lil bro

We might just put you in the documentary

And we be flexin' on them baddies in the spot

Know a couple young boys using baddies for the drop

Know a couple thugs turning shit around for the block

Trynna call the King Gus to spread the truth from the top spot

Man they just don't want it like us

I'm hungry for this shit like Ramadan no food in my gut

Thought of giving up thats when I heard the click of the empty gun

Got a different perspective

I don't live so recklessly you hear these beats I'm selective

I ain't rapping on that shit unless I'm feeling the message

I know they seeing the vision

I ain't falling for that gimmick shit ain't easily tempted

Confessions from the soul in form of music I mess with

Look at God and ask him why then find a beautiful blessing

Ain't about the time you lost it's bout the time that you spent with

The people you cherish

If you don't like it you don't like it give a fuck if you offended

Y'all ain't fucking real, you only fucking with it if it's trending I can't feel it

Corporate meetings in my mind it's that sort of feeling

Trying not to waste too much time with these hoes they sort of silly, Sort of chilly

Walk in get a pie I'm at Portofillis

In my city you gon have to come and get with me