Get Busy (feat. C Triiga, Youngreezy47 & Mjd03)

EzzyUpTheBeat Yow C Yeah Last night I made two Millis robin a bank with my guy Billi Next up makin Billis Stephanie wants my love I'm busy Way too calm like Drizzy crazy spittin bars like Reezy Crisis won't affect me I'm overseas I'm way too busy Shout out to makin babies I'm not a fan of usin condoms Fans see me on the block defend the block so we makin progress On the stage I'm causing panic head is spinin 26 flowin Bad girl she check my page tryin to find why I blocked her page Pick up to see my pace please you know I don't leave a trace My weekly wage is 50 g's young nigga don't call me a scammer If you mess with the gang then we Cing your guys Let's hope you don't have it on camera I don't waste my time on love I'm no lover I'm a killer Spending more money on actions slash spending my money on passion La famille on the hustle for paper niba ushaka guhuza urapesa Nah don't test my patience pickin up different pieces Planning A way to the top yeah you know how it goes we get too busy "Rude King innit fuck that yeah let's go ah yeah" I heard what happened to my man Bro got chinged instead All the thing you talking on the gram That shit gon fucking make you dead We put him in the blunt the smoke him That shit got straight to my head I been in every single block that I beef All the thing to me is trash They say the fully yes I say that shit out of my chest This not Reezy Jordan Scarface Them niggas don't know what's next What happens in Peckham Stays in Peckham you know the drill I been in hustler with my gheez But you know we keep That shit didn't have no Kool Kidz Because my pocket was so empty (YEAH) Now am dripping and drilling With them mandem cuz we got plenty "What happens in Peckham Stays in Peckham you know the drill I been in hustler with my gheez But you know we keep That shit didn't have no Kool Kidz Because my pocket was so empty (YEAH) Now am dripping and drilling With them mandem cuz we got plenty" Fuck them niggas Where are you bitches For I chop all your head I smoke all your pussy Fuck that Like what did you say You talk too much Just shut your face like what Don't break no code You smell like feds Don't try me bitch You lie you dead facts yeah Real ones the be starting shit You be starting lips cap We got lots of them Let's check who's red All my guys like shot We live him dead Take your mac back And call them meds Push that pack back Check my pay Since you worry I can send you there quick