Screwly G
Bout His Business (Intro)

[Verse]
Young n***a come straight from the trenches
Young n***a on his grind, he done slung his iron, young n***a he bout his business
Young n***a ain’t rich, but’ll make shit happen half his dawgs sitting in them prisons
Won’t help his dawgs, when they was down bad but’ll trick off on these bitches
These n***as ain’t real they tripping, these n***as ain’t real they tripping
Got my gun on me now I ain’t slipping, tried to say how I feel you ain’t listen
They ain’t gon love me, til they kill me
And I’m high right now while I'm rolling
Need you for you to come round for to hold me, said you’ll always be round what you told me
I’m abusing these drugs dying slowly, I just poured me a 8, I might OD
Whеn I look in the mirror miss the told me, triеd to hide from that pain but it chose me
I’m out late with some gunnas patrolling
Ion know nun then new n***as they know me
30 shots in the Glock clear the whole scene
I’m a fool for your love it control me, just don’t fuck the opps or my homies (Yea)
These n***as know I’m on they ass, these n***as broke going out sad
When it’s smoke we lay in they grass, he the next pack, but he won’t be the last
Hope he got insurance, when I see him i'm a crash
Shooters on point I ain’t even gotta brag
Walk a n***a down for a bodie fuck a mask, check Spot News heard a opp got bagged
He dissed my dawg then his toe got tagged, racks on me so my pants gon sag
He started this shit then tried to throw in his flag
Knew nun of them n***as weren’t living like that
I was broke one, but I ain’t going back, made a way for my n***as they ain’t have to ask
Told my teacher I’m thugging got kicked out the class
My momma had told me I act like my dad
Lost my dawg, and I lost my mind
Stayed up late all night I was sliding
Living the shit that I say in my rhymes
Wrote a few songs and I broke down crying
Opps gon tell when them n***as start dying, hoes up in public but savage online
We active for real tell them meet me outside
.45s and .40s we put up them 9s
We the young n***as running shit on our side, they the ones got popped tell them n***as be quite
Ain’t spint on shit, tell them n***as quit lying
Tell my cousins I need them, I know they gon ride
Won’t drop no bag, we gon hit both sides
Can’t see my face, walk down with my mask
Tryna plan out my future, but stuck in my past
Put all them first, they kept putting me last