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[Intro] Busy, busy, yeah, my lifestyle busy Air Force Ones, old school blade right with me Right with me, ah [Verse 1] Smart cars, no fast cars, I was pushin' then If I could start again, I'll do it all again If I could choose my friends, I'll do it all again Could have been a millionaire, I couldn't phone a friend 'Cause we're family and they got my back, that's gladly Conversations 'bout some Grammys, no awards, we're talkin' Grammys Steppin' into motives lookin' swanky Givin' all these pretty bitches hella woody, hit their arse up with a spanky Plastic on my private, in case it gets spunky I don't need no kids 'cause these hoes, they don't love me Thе streets they don't love me My crеator loves me so I'm hopin' that he guides me I'm havin' nightmares full of fightin' but it's me against myself saying, "Fight me" Battles with my soul, they wouldn't understand the crime sprees All the tag teams, to make this money lanky I only followed you, you're some eye candy They wanna know the worries why I always wear a bally 'Cause the way I creep is tally, sorry, yeah, I crept was tally Tallyin' all these shots up in the mornin', I'll be real this life is borin' Got a shot in Ally Pally Bitches try to stress me out, they just silly Sallys Nothin' more important than family For them I'll give this up, I'll do it gladly Same way she just took off her panties It all started from turnin' raw dough to toasted bread It all began from the time they cared about their creds Panickin', keep runnin' into feds Packaged things, stashed up in the kitchenette Let me start again, yo, my name is Huncho, no, I ain't no cutthroat If it ever came to that then you know that I'd be cutthroat My bitch don't know that I do music still I give her sore throats Expensive jackets, Goose coats, expensive jackets, Moose coats, expensive jackets, fur coats It's all needed, yeah, yeah, 'cause these roads cold Diggin' through the dirt, I'm tryna find gold Remember when I won from a five fold Same shit, just a different day Same routine, now I turn up kinda late 'Cause music ain't priority, gotta make a change My brother got some youths, yeah, he needs some change My brothers in the can, yeah, they need some change Impersonators in this ting, yeah, they gotta change Can't blackball me, yeah, you gotta change You know I ain't a boy up in this fuckin' game [Bridge] Busy, busy, yeah, my lifestyle busy Air Force Ones, old school blade right with me You see me, you see me This industry can't see me [Verse 2] I just made a oner I just made another Givin' her the pipe like plumber I will never cuff her Smokin' so much Stardawg I'm reminiscin' times with my dawgs in the summer I've never been a next man's runner Had my own feet, that's runner Had to bag this grub, I was one up Stinky ass yard, with mould on the come up It's rainin' outside I stepped in when it was sun up I step out twelve hours later, still sun up God willin', yeah, I get to pick my son up Tired of tellin' all these bummy jiggas get their funds up, funds up Yeah, that's my end of year sum up Used to walk miles to my shot, that's a milestone Allergic reaction, I can't be around Five-O When they caught me up in watty now I firmed gettin' rushed that was my woe I catch 'em on the rebound, yeah, it's live-o They've had their prime but everyone's prime goes Huncho, Optimus Prime though This dick turned this ho into a psycho Got this new pack and it's avant-garde Gettin' feedback shots sayin', "Oh, my Lord" Had to do a couple laps on the boulevard Fuck feds, fuck the undies, fuck the Scotland Yard I pull up uninvited, no greetin' card I don't think about them man, I disregard My partner had to pattern through a prison guard My partner had to pattern through a prison guard [Outro: Zayn Malik] Oh, you and I You and I (Oh) Oh Oh, you