Uncle Nameless - Strictly Business Lyrics

You speak of creepin and thuggin
But you ain't hustlin nothing
We bout destruction, consumption
We putin cunts in concussions
You speak of peace n shit
We discussing f*ckin ya mothers
Nothins as f*ckin disgusting as Decent Company cousin
We give a f*ck you keep it real
We keep it real low key
Aint down with no MC's
We down with O P P
F*ck either side of the scene
We bout the trap and this dream
I give a f*ck about opinions on ya bpm G
Ain't tryna dance with any bitches to them EDM beats
We bout them dancers and bitches around this G V N G
Them fishy bitches in my linen down for D C N T
It's strictly business I ain't trippin... Word to EPMD
We were busy spittin on pigs while you were spittin on tracks
We gettin busy witcha bitch while you wer bitchin bout rap
You faggots rap about changes
We countin change weighin bags
We really trappin n dangerous
You really trapped in an act
Oh...
Why you f*ckin up the shit
I say oh...
Why you f*ckin wimme kid
They like oh...
Why you f*ckin wit it cuz
I say oh...
It's strictly business in my blood
This rap shit must of gone to my head
Wow... All These tabs kid got me crawlin to bed
Damn
This rap shit must of gone to my head
Wow... All These tabs kid got me crawlin to bed
Damn
This rap shit must of gone to my head
Wow... All These tabs kid got me crawlin to bed
Damn
This rap shit must of gone to my head
Wow... All These tabs kid got me crawlin to bed
Damn