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QMFB(Quit Music For Business)
- //Hook:
- Rap is an ocean and an ocean with a spirit
- No matter how try to avoid it no yo can't his it
- It attracts the soul and toast, girl I know the feeling
- It drives you in deep and you can't fight the bitch
- Raps make you feel on top of the world
- Just to focus and be on top of the words
- But they'll always be hittas to make you fall off
- It's so deep, but eventually you'll bounce back on
- //Verse 1:
- remember the days I used to produce and kill tracks
- Way up spitting crack fuck with real good smack
- When I go black out rap make me bounce back
- Getting back home with packs, brought my mama a thousand stack
- After showcasing some dope on stage and make fans snort 'em
- Get back to the hood to give 'em again good and nice rhyming
- Never sleep Only eat dinner and it's what snack up
- Rap chips and ignore the bitch in need I got a reach to beat
- Fuck it I really same fuse it, Ni one can confuse me
- Search around I'm so lost in it
- Pulled my family out of anorexic, that's some fact in it
- 1 God, 1 demigod, obey no Moses' shit
- Niggas tryna break my leg but I kick with it
- Rap's my greatest weapon make 'em sweat, that's karma coming back at it
- Bang them with it, got peeps laugh at him
- Hate me so they frame me for drugs, I I got to jail for it
- //Hook:
- //Verse 2:
- My pen and papers still going freely in the penitentiary though
- Do my push ups, it made me go harder and smarter and tough though
- My flow got sicker, even vaccine be like this ain't how it goes
- My fellow prisoners knew me as boss that I took control
- I got out hotter, the whole mic gon' blazing
- I be purple hazing I'm the Usain in that racing
- Those hittas wanna give up but their sorceress told 'em to live up
- So they tryna whip and keep their ass up and fuck the freak off
- This shit got deep and made my pool shallow
- Baby menace threatening if I don't quit my game I'll get swallowed
- But I stood my thugself and told 'em in their face.. yo
- I'm my father's son and you'll have to live up to my expectation 'fore guntalk
- Then went to my father's house to have a family dinner
- Took my baby's mother and daughter along as I plan to go for a show tomorrow in Atlanta
- Getting back from a dope show saw my daughter and family in the casket
- Sat down on the floor, sip Perkies, a thug crying heartily
- //Hook:
- //Verse 3:
- This shit is rushed with no clutch and it hurts
- It's torturous like '84 iron my heart rusts
- That shit was in store for me how come I didn't run earlier
- Fuck myself how come I went to that show helling motherfucka
- Lost so many man I can't even balance it
- Perkies and such I ain't even recognize these damages
- Bang a lotta expensive thangs, couldn't refund so I was sent to jail again
- This time in the penitentiary my ass was as lame as faded
- A fan of mine, a lover got me out on bail
- Going back home along the whitehouse those thugs be like hey we hail
- Got a flashback bout my past I went tripping in emotion
- My flesh was wandering looking for a soul like Wraith cum
- My neo lover, Bella told me to leave
- it all behind and quit music for business
- The same hammer that forges steel breaks glass, drop my pen for the dickness
- Two years and six months after having three kids with Bella
- Went back to my pen again and Bella spill out my feelings in the paper (Bounce back)
- //Hook:
- //Outro:
- Thugger, yeah, rappers,
- Rap, Kill
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