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Old die hard huh
Disrespect not be disregarded partna
You cross dat line I'm goin' off mine
Man and child, no exception homeboy
No disrespect will be tolerated man come or high water
You that? You bitch!
Bankroll mafia, hustle gang ova everythang

I got bitches on my timeline, ay
niggas in my rearview
Wonder why I'm wasting my time
Even replying to let you know I don't feel you, 'em!
Dodging nothin' but a Fed
Betta know it, tired of holdin' on to dead
Goin' let it go, ain't no round lookin' back
I to God I'ma drop a gem like cookin' crack
And sell it hard,
Bankhead nigga to the heart,
tools on the boulevard
It's young in a stolen car
With ambition and exquisite pistols we showin' off
Caught that line and we off
And let his mom give a damn, who you goin'
You violatin, we lettin' nothin' go at all
We demonstrate and leave brains on the fuckin' wall
Pussy, you disrespectful nigga, got
I ain't never shot at, and I ain't shot back
Bossed up in a cool with a hot gat
And still got stacks from back from "What you about that?"

I'm just a nigga on the front steps
And gettin' is the concept
By any means, and the where the gun kept
I let that whole clip ride, ain't one left in it
Try me, handle my business
Handle my
Try me
I'ma handle my
Try me I'ma my business, try me

I got bitches on my timeline and
niggas in my rearview
I got naked bitches in the high
On the balcony so they could get a view
Of the city with my up in it
But in the morning won't remember bitch is it, shit
Ay I'm too rich for shit but I'm too real to be tried nigga
Going against me like goin' against God
And I gotta make excuses, why
I don't fuck whoever, whatchu wanna do it
Thought not, fuck get crossed out
You caught slippin' roll down on your ass, .45 start
Goin' be a day nigga I start trippin'
Don't be to the script, drive-by audition, what's up?
Whatchu do for dough, you do it too slow
And by the looks of your stuff, you ain't enough
I'm witnesses in the front, leave you in the dust
Kick in door masked up like, "Who in the fuck?"
Boy you is a ho ho, not a little piece of pussy
watch your ass talkin', you don't me nigga holdup

I'm just a project nigga on the front
And gettin' is the concept
By any means, and the where the gun kept
I let that whole ride, til ain't one left in it
Try me, handle my business
my business
Try me
I'ma handle my
Try me I'ma handle my
Try me

All I do is go and chill
Take my off the ones I wanna go and kill
Yea, I'm a daddy, love my girls
But I'll still check a bitch 'Pac did Lauryn Hill
Hey, hey I ain't grow it, I was born with it
Used to crack to the children of the corn
I'm the reason why your warned you
Pray you die before you make it to the street corner
back! Who am I

I'm just a project nigga on the steps
And gettin' money is the
By any means, and the where the gun kept
I let that whole clip ride, til one left in it
Try me, I'ma handle my
Handle my
Try me
handle my business
Try me handle my business
Try me