"What The Business Is" lyrics

Ayy, Space, we astronauts with this shit, brodie
Yeah
(I just need my space right now)

What the business is?
Right now I can't explain what the feelin' is (Yeah)
Who gon' hold it down when this shit end? (Yeah)
Man, my fuckin' idol was the dope man (Yeah)
Niggas hatin' on the low, waitin' on the low
I can never fall, stay true, stand tall
Rap nigga, but I'm livin' like I'm sellin' tan raw
Run it up, dodge hatin' niggas wanna hand it off
I'm really not impressed, really not a fan at all
Left the bank fully loaded, promise I don't scam at all
I had a wild week, promise I don't know they name
I'm in one of one shit, so your man can't get the same
I was talkin' to the Lord, thank God the bag came
If you real day one, then you know how far I came
Each one I get a hundred, it don't matter what I paid
I can see the money clear, it's Dior on my shades (Yeah)
Why is niggas cappin' 'bout murder? (Why?)
Baby, let me leave it in your mouth, say she fertile
New Burberry print, see it on my shoulder

I just saw a bad lil' jawn
Exercisin', baby, this a pill run (Exercise)
Cougar bitch, fuck her, make her feel young (Cougar bitch)
Got a nigga, fuck her like she still mine, nigga
Woke up countin' blessings, last night stressin'
I'm a codeine cowboy, can't help it (Codeine cowboy)
Motor City legend, full of ice, Wayne Gretzky
Did some dirty things, chain dancin' with the devil
Pour that shit up, man, I'm feelin' way better
Two thousand for it, man, of course it got leather
Get out here for real, it might help you rap better
Niggas sneaky, so you know I gotta take the strap wherever
They ain't laughin' with you, niggas really laughin' at you
They'll see you broad day, niggas get to clappin' at you
Man, my life too for real, man, it's hard rappin' with you
See, you an actor, nigga, I'm the one who actually did it

(I just need my space right now)
Left out through the back, bitches startin' to ask for pictures, yeah