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eric reprid – back to business lyrics

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[hook]
why don’t you feel the same
the same without me
the same without me
i said
why don’t you feel the same
the same without me
the same without me

[verse 1]
back to business we ain’t sleepin’ for this sh-t
sun be beamin’, body weaken, i’m just leakin’ with them hits
full of envy while they starin’ and they reekin’ ’cause they p-ssed
moving selfish, we ain’t sharing, can’t be tweakin’ off no b-tch
screening beats that go dumb
i be r-t-rded with the picks
lines punchin’ on target
window shopping be a b-tch
and she taken by the fit
bacon burnin’ so i’m crisp
ysl be the smell, the sauce simple when it drip
like the water
i need me some guala
i see me go ied, no ivy league, can’t bother
sorry mama
i don’t fit in honours
nag at me 100 times, this sh-t still the product so
i just want pop it off
jump in the whip with 7’s up
feelings like some soda, i prefer to keep it bottled up
n0body can copy us, i put in work way too much
go mind yo business like the witness we all knew you was

[hook]
why don’t you feel the same
the same without me
the same without me
i said
why don’t you feel the same
the same without me
the same without me

[verse 2]
and we ain’t gettin’ younger so let’s get this f-ckin’ money
nose gettin’ runny, sick of all them fools above me
it ain’t funny, spend my pennies wise, clownin’ ain’t gon’ help me
you keep all at that drama while i keep my mental healthy
stayin’ movin’ on my solo
fishin’ like the logo
climbin’ a cliff like frodo, hope the top sweet like a rolo
only child, but i got my bruddas tatted on me, they the ones who have it with me
when we see a bag, they the ones who grab it with me
i’ma go get what’s mine
they be like way behind
coming in hot
doin’ my job
you ain’t gon’ waste my life
on my business vibe
cut throats not cuttin’ ties
i feel the stella
life just better when you calm the mind
might just go drop like 30 pounds ‘cause i forget to eat
f-ck it, don’t miss a beat, i got no option, this sh-t all i see
pay dues you payin’ fees
f-ck breaks, don’t need no tee
fresh out the box, you a scrub, call me mr. clean



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