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patrick cc: & beku san – business as usual lyrics

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[intro]
five, you crazy

[verse]
right back as business as usual
straight out of what’s under my cuticle
opp block said they picked out my coffin
ain’t it funny how all of the smallest dogs do the most d+mn barkin’?
quiet down, it’s a big dog talkin’ (shh)
need a word, gotta step in my office
tre4, know i’m tied to somethin’
we just caught wind, we got cut, and they actin’ indifferent
there ain’t no excuses, just lack of commitment
they ran when they hit me, i harbor resentment
i’m two allies shie, but i brought my equipment
this sh+t can get scary
out on my own man, this sh+t can get scary
they throw me another hail, mary
i promise i’m catchin’ these
i ain’t even got no gloves, it just stick to me
growin’ up, ain’t no “breakfast at tiffany’s”
it was more like that dinner at abuela’s
i brought my la escopeta
she askin’ me what’s gotten into me
i think they tried to use him to get to me
when we talk, he act nervous and fidgety
straight to mail, i don’t know who been listening (wah)
i’ll be a second to keep this sh+t runnin’
two in the mornin’, i sleep when it’s sunny
talk ’til i’m blue in the face, boy, i keep it a hunnid
yeah, yeah, draco built like it came out jumanji (yeah, yeah)
stick gotta switch, keep it caged in the dungeon
enemy close just in case it get hungry
tactical tight to me, ready for war
he wanna send it, he better be sure
f+ck all the laws, she keep askin’ “what are we?”
i told her to just call me daddy for short
budgeted keys, match the v that i’m holdin’
if you see it on me, it’s rented it’s stolen
we sendin’, receivin’, these shoes got some creases
from runnin’ the streets that the twelve are patrollin’
i sent back the qp, that sh+t wasn’t usable
told them to phone me in somethin’ more suitable
trust in the process, this sh+t gon’ be beautiful
pat, tell my mom play this sh+t at my funeral
gunplay, stick play, sell rock, wrist paid
chip off the block until that sh+t is movable
gunfire, crack smoke, dime bag, black totes
nothin’ to see here, just business as usual



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