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  • Old habit die hard huh

    Disrespect will not be disregarded partna

    You cross dat line I'm goin' off about mine
    Man woman and child, no exception home boy
    No disrespect will be tolerated come hell or high water
    You understand that
    Ya *****
    Bankroll mafia, hustle gang ova everythang *****
    I got fake ******* on my timeline

    Sucka ****** in my rearview
    Wonder why I'm even wasting my time
    Even replying to letcha know I don't feel you
    **** 'em
    Dodging nothin' but a Fed case
    Betta know it, tired of holdin' on to dead weight
    Goin' let it go
    Ain't no turnin' round lookin' back
    I swear to God I'ma drop a gem like cookin' crack
    And sell it hard
    I'ma, Bankhead ***** to the heart

    Tote tools on the boulevard
    It's young ****** in a stolen car
    With expensive ambition and exquisite pistols we showin' off
    Caught that line and we goin' off
    And let his mom give a damn, who you goin' call
    You violatin, we ain't lettin' nothin' go at all
    We demonstrate and leave your brains on the ******' wall
    Puss, you disrespectful *****, got that
    I ain't neva been shot at, and I ain't shot back
    Bossed up in a cool whip with a hot gat

    And still got stacks from back from
    What you know about that
    I'm just a project ***** on the front steps

    And gettin' money is the concept
    By any means, and the belt where the gun kept
    I let that whole clip ride, till ain't one left in it
    Try me, I'ma handle my business, handle my business
    Try me, I'ma handle my business
    Try me I'ma handle my business, try me
    I got fake ******* in my timeline

    Hatin' ****** in my rearview
    I got naked ******* in the high rise
    On the balcony so they could get a clear view
    Of the city with my **** up in it
    But in the morning won't remember which ***** is it, ****
    Ay I'm too rich for this **** but I'm too real to be tried *****
    Going against me just like goin' against God
    And I ain't gotta make excuses

    I don't **** whoever, whatchu wanna do about it
    Thought not, **** around get crossed out
    You caught slippin' roll down on your ass, 45 start spittin'
    Goin' be a long day ***** I start trippin'
    Don't be stickin' to the script, drive-by audition, wassup
    Whatchu do for dough, guess you do it too slow
    And by the looks of your stuff, you ain't doin' enough
    I'm poppin' witnesses in the front, leave you in the dust
    Kick in your door masked up like
    Who in the ****
    Boy you a ho ho, not just a little piece of *****
    Betta watch your ass talkin', you don't me ***** holdup
    I'm just a project ***** on the front steps

    And gettin' money is the concept
    By any means, and the belt where the gun kept
    I let that whole clip ride, til ain't one left in it
    Try me, I'ma handle my business, handle my business
    Try me, I'ma handle my business
    Try me I'ma handle my business, try me
    All I wanna do is go and chill
    Take my mind off the ones I wanna go and kill
    Yea, I'm a daddy, love my little girls
    But I'll still check a ***** like 'Pac did Lauryn Hill
    Hey I ain't grow into it, I was born with it
    Used to sell crack to the children of the corn
    I'm the reason why your mama warned you
    Pray you don't die before you make it to the street corner

    I'm just a project ***** on the front steps

    And gettin' money is the concept
    By any means, and the belt where the gun kept
    I let that whole clip ride, til ain't one left in it
    Try me, I'ma handle my business, handle my business
    Try me, I'ma handle my business
    Try me I'ma handle my business, try me
  • [00:01.17]Old habit die hard huh
    [00:02.81]
    [00:03.88]Disrespect will not be disregarded partna
    [00:06.20]
    [00:07.50]You cross dat line I'm goin' off about mine
    [00:10.63]Man woman and child, no exception home boy
    [00:13.61]No disrespect will be tolerated come hell or high water
    [00:16.95]You understand that
    [00:17.98]Ya *****
    [00:18.86]Bankroll mafia, hustle gang ova everythang *****
    [00:21.61]I got fake ******* on my timeline
    [00:24.02]
    [00:24.98]Sucka ****** in my rearview
    [00:27.08]Wonder why I'm even wasting my time
    [00:29.70]Even replying to letcha know I don't feel you
    [00:32.31]**** 'em
    [00:32.67]Dodging nothin' but a Fed case
    [00:34.63]Betta know it, tired of holdin' on to dead weight
    [00:37.18]Goin' let it go
    [00:38.15]Ain't no turnin' round lookin' back
    [00:39.94]I swear to God I'ma drop a gem like cookin' crack
    [00:42.65]And sell it hard
    [00:43.59]I'ma, Bankhead ***** to the heart
    [00:46.04]
    [00:46.93]Tote tools on the boulevard
    [00:49.08]It's young ****** in a stolen car
    [00:51.62]With expensive ambition and exquisite pistols we showin' off
    [00:55.14]Caught that line and we goin' off
    [00:57.15]And let his mom give a damn, who you goin' call
    [00:59.79]You violatin, we ain't lettin' nothin' go at all
    [01:02.54]We demonstrate and leave your brains on the ******' wall
    [01:05.45]Puss, you disrespectful *****, got that
    [01:07.93]I ain't neva been shot at, and I ain't shot back
    [01:10.71]Bossed up in a cool whip with a hot gat
    [01:13.40]
    [01:13.97]And still got stacks from back from
    [01:15.48]What you know about that
    [01:16.97]I'm just a project ***** on the front steps
    [01:19.63]
    [01:20.43]And gettin' money is the concept
    [01:22.52]By any means, and the belt where the gun kept
    [01:25.18]I let that whole clip ride, till ain't one left in it
    [01:28.50]Try me, I'ma handle my business, handle my business
    [01:32.59]Try me, I'ma handle my business
    [01:36.03]Try me I'ma handle my business, try me
    [01:38.54]I got fake ******* in my timeline
    [01:40.86]
    [01:41.81]Hatin' ****** in my rearview
    [01:43.86]I got naked ******* in the high rise
    [01:46.58]On the balcony so they could get a clear view
    [01:49.35]Of the city with my **** up in it
    [01:51.35]But in the morning won't remember which ***** is it, ****
    [01:54.73]Ay I'm too rich for this **** but I'm too real to be tried *****
    [01:58.17]Going against me just like goin' against God
    [02:00.20]And I ain't gotta make excuses
    [02:01.78]
    [02:02.33]I don't **** whoever, whatchu wanna do about it
    [02:05.16]Thought not, **** around get crossed out
    [02:07.76]You caught slippin' roll down on your ass, 45 start spittin'
    [02:11.52]Goin' be a long day ***** I start trippin'
    [02:14.06]Don't be stickin' to the script, drive-by audition, wassup
    [02:17.36]Whatchu do for dough, guess you do it too slow
    [02:19.41]And by the looks of your stuff, you ain't doin' enough
    [02:22.13]I'm poppin' witnesses in the front, leave you in the dust
    [02:24.91]Kick in your door masked up like
    [02:26.78]Who in the ****
    [02:27.65]Boy you a ho ho, not just a little piece of *****
    [02:30.52]Betta watch your ass talkin', you don't me ***** holdup
    [02:33.86]I'm just a project ***** on the front steps
    [02:36.44]
    [02:37.22]And gettin' money is the concept
    [02:39.26]By any means, and the belt where the gun kept
    [02:41.98]I let that whole clip ride, til ain't one left in it
    [02:45.33]Try me, I'ma handle my business, handle my business
    [02:49.30]Try me, I'ma handle my business
    [02:52.76]Try me I'ma handle my business, try me
    [02:55.95]All I wanna do is go and chill
    [02:57.90]Take my mind off the ones I wanna go and kill
    [03:00.69]Yea, I'm a daddy, love my little girls
    [03:03.34]But I'll still check a ***** like 'Pac did Lauryn Hill
    [03:07.08]Hey I ain't grow into it, I was born with it
    [03:09.34]Used to sell crack to the children of the corn
    [03:11.70]I'm the reason why your mama warned you
    [03:13.82]Pray you don't die before you make it to the street corner
    [03:16.45]
    [03:17.75]I'm just a project ***** on the front steps
    [03:20.35]
    [03:21.17]And gettin' money is the concept
    [03:23.18]By any means, and the belt where the gun kept
    [03:25.85]I let that whole clip ride, til ain't one left in it
    [03:29.15]Try me, I'ma handle my business, handle my business
    [03:33.22]Try me, I'ma handle my business
    [03:36.63]Try me I'ma handle my business, try me