Ysi - 2 Busy Lyrics

"Yeah yeah"
"Yeah yeah
"Haha"
One thing about it n***
We not worried bout you n***s man
We only focused on the paper

She always asking for something (Something)
I fell in love with blue hundreds (I did)
I gotta grind every winter (wooh)
So I can shine every summer (A)
I'm trying to make me a million (cash)
I gotta count me some commas (yep)
Hit the block just like I mean business (skrrr)
Cuz I gotta pay my lil runner (hey)

2 Busy counting this money (this money)
2 Busy counting this money (wooh)
2 Busy counting this money (this money)
2 Busy counting this money (A)
2 Busy counting this money
(Hustle to disappear, I ain't tryna be seen)
2 Busy counting this money
2 Busy counting this money
2 Busy counting this money

(Favor)
Shit on these n***s in a j' car
Shit on these n***s in a lamb
Shit on these n***s wit ounces
Shit on these n***s wit grams
Do it for you,whatever you do
Just make sure u do all you can
It's exciting when u get to the money
See that bitch hit like a xan!
(Please) I don't play nothing
Put mine on the table
I f*ck wit my brother
No knife in the back
We sell that Kane cuz we able
Just let them hate
Cuz most of the time they not even stable
We straight,we the truth in the booth
While these haters be fables
F*ck on that bitch like she single
I played her ass like a single
I get the green like a salad
Stacking these chips like a Pringle
Boy that be brand new designer
I think that shit Valentino(say what)
She don't speak broke languages
I just got hip to her lingo

She always asking for something (Something)
I fell in love with blue hundreds (I did)
I gotta grind every winter (wooh)
So I can shine every summer (A)
I'm trying to make me a million (cash)
I gotta count me some commas (yep)
Hit the block just like I mean business (skrrr)
Cuz I gotta pay my lil runner (hey)

2 Busy counting this money (this money)
2 Busy counting this money (wooh)
2 Busy counting this money (this money)
2 Busy counting this money (A)
2 Busy counting this money
(Hustle to disappear, I ain't tryna be seen)
2 Busy counting this money
2 Busy counting this money
2 Busy counting this money

2 Busy counting this money
Hol 'up leave me the f*ck alone
State jumping different time zone
Ain't about money (Dat way)
Gone, Gone, Gone I don't have time
Time I can't get back
Gone, Gone, Gone I don't have time
For useless chit chat
(Yea, yea) just being honest
My future gotta make sense
(Hell yea) don't make dollars
Then it don't make sense
Stick to my plan keeping my patience
Any interference turn you to patients
See I don't f*ck wit you f*ck arounds
Cutting dead weight yea I'm slimming down
You smoke on a blunt, i smoke out the pound
Don't want your lil bitch see mine wear the crown
Tear up the city, f*ck up the town
Threw up my wrist, yea I cooled it down
Frown on they faces, these suckers clowns
Hol' up baby what now?

She always asking for something (Something)
I fell in love with blue hundreds (I did)
I gotta grind every winter (wooh)
So I can shine every summer (A)
I'm trying to make me a million (cash)
I gotta count me some commas (yep)
Hit the block just like I mean business (skrrr)
Cuz I gotta pay my lil runner (hey)

2 Busy counting this money (this money)
2 Busy counting this money (wooh)
2 Busy counting this money (this money)
2 Busy counting this money (A)
2 Busy counting this money
(Hustle to disappear, I ain't tryna be seen)
2 Busy counting this money
2 Busy counting this money
2 Busy counting this money