Busy

Busy （）-Problem /Rucci

Lyrics by ：Juan Martinez /Jason Martin

Hunnid million in my sight I gotta touch that

Go against the throne you gettin'bust at bust at

Hustlin'yeah I'm busy as a bee

And I ain't f**kin'no b***h if she ain't busier than me

On my ma and my daddy too

My kids my auntie and my granny too

Member polyin'with boolie in my granny's eighty-two

School 'bout to start mama

I ain't got no loot

What the f**k we finna do

F**k it hit the mall snatch somethin'rack somethin'

I'm smokin'dolo if you n***as ain't tryna match somethin'

Yeah mama always knew I was on the cash route

Forteen holdin'dice games in my back house

Darn nea stayed two doors from the crack house

Dealers maxed out 'til they pockets racked out boom

Hmm chachi need to see what that 'bout

D**n enemy just hit the block with the macs out

Boom-boom-boom shots rang out duck for cover

Rip joaquin they shot him dead in front his mother

Salute my n***a nick I ain't s**t without my brother

I'm my mama's only son because of him she got another

What

Hunnid million in my site I gotta touch that

Go against the throne you gettin'bust at bust at

Hustlin'yeah I'm busy as a bee

And I ain't f**kin'no b***h if she ain't busier than me

On my ma and my daddy too

My kids my auntie and my granny too

N***a had a second kid 'fore he turned twenty-two

I'm 'bout to have my third what the f**k I'm finna do

Chachi gotta bust a move

Hit the streets I ain't eatin'like I'm 'sposed to

With this hustle and this talent

I shoulda been busted over

Couldn't stop until it over man

I feel it gettin'closer uh

Feel it gettin'closer yeah

I feel it gettin'closer

Mama told me stop stressin''fore a n***a get a ulcer

Nothin'comin'pockets touchin'baby mom gon'make me choke her

Man I'm lookin'like a b***h like these n***as wearin'chokers

Supposed to be in gucci loafers up in strokers

Throwin'loafers what

I ain't but I finna be

That methamphetamine got me with

A whole 'nother energy

I want it all literally

I just drop drugs in my hennessy

Ain't carin''bout the penalty

Get a hunnid million in my site I gotta touch that

Go against the throne you gettin'bust at bust at

Hustlin'yeah I'm busy as a bee

And I ain't f**kin'no b***h if she ain't busier than me

On my mama and my daddy too

My kids my auntie and my granny too

N***a seen his first million 'fore he turned thirty-two

Lost that bounced back like a real n***a do

On my mama though what

What what

Yeah to be continued uhh

We gon keep that like that I'm cool with that

What ayy

I dropped outta school

Eleventh grade I said f**k it f**k it

Livin'life backwards d**n benjamin button

All of a sudden n***as be stuck countin'big money ayy

Catch they a*s in public and tell they a*s to run it

It's the big dawg famous

Why I don't need no friends what

Ridin'by my lonely with my forty in my benz ayy

Try me if you want to

Promise that's gon'be the end of your life

Wanna gamble with it n***a roll the dice

My mama pray for me I mix henny with my molly

Where I'm from ayy north side ayy

Catch a body now you poppin'ayy

I ain't stoppin'I ain't droppin'

B***hes flockin'n***a's jockin'

I told problem if he got a problem

Rucci got a chopper b-r-r-r-ap

Keep it solid like my mo'f**kin'father big time

Pull out this big b***h and sing like a opera north

Losin'ain't a option what

I told my n***as I got us

I do this s**t with no effort I'm poppin'