It Ain’t Personal

Lyrics
[Verse] All I ever wanted was a Roc-A-Fella chain and a co-sign All I got was tryna pull my people out the dope house This the life I know 'bout, quick as the liquor store route Like a buzzin' rapper this pistol'll kick your door down Soon as I finish squeezin' scream everything is a roll out Couldn't see I was right for this like i'm Stevie at Motown Shame dirty low down, what come 'round, go 'round Keep a fire stick for a nigga watchin' my program I was 17 in my Nova bumpin' A Snow Man Pill presser kickin' out bite like it's some toe jam Never chase the pussy, and never bow down to no man Red and white Chevelle look likе I sponsored a Coke brand Gave thе game my heart but I rarely believed in romance Training Day Denzel, got money under the floor plan Ask my neighborhood, them niggas love me like the dope man You ain't never listen to my shit nigga that's your bad 5 Star flow yeah i'm the king of the note pad Even on your bitch they'll raise a stick like a slow dance I'm from where them niggas be robbin' to get the dough back From where the dope fiend's sound track is Bobby Womack Know that, I just tell 'em keep the faith When you got no money all of them bitches play keep away Paper chasing get the bread as long as we feed the safe It's gon' be aight 'cause we draw down on you like anime, aye [Hook] Spent my whole life tryna come up on these dreams Lookin' at the game, man, this shit ain't what it seems I'm lookin' at the game, man, this shit ain't what it seems I'm lookin' at the game.. no longer personal to me (Yeah) shit no longer personal to me Tell me how the fuck all you niggas fake when keepin it real is free [Verse] Better than all you niggas Wish I was active in the '90s, ain't no competition You gon' think it's dress code how they tuck they tension From where they knock your brains loose, boy, the game is senseless From shakin' hands with Jigga to Nas sayin' i'm the illest From where them niggas multiply this shit back with they gremlins Swimmin' in money my squad got different strokes But if it ain't 'bout no money, what you talkin' 'bout Willis I'm back, no Todd Bridges This dope audio too
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Credits
- Writers
- Nick Grant