Runnin' prod LethalNeedle
Kristian Martin
GENRE
[Chorus]
Lone in a bar
Wit a couple of misfits
Glance at the liquor
Tell the man to mix it
A lot, past twelve
Pour up the Guinness
I’m the business mister
[Verse 1]
Broke in the head
Tell the doc to fix it
Jot it on my wish list
Case dismissed
But if you think
That there’s a problem mister
I won’t hesitate
To bring my problem fixer
They lookin down on me
Why don’t yah frown on key
Like jeez
12 gotcha so you freeze
Freeloading at my mama crib
But ima get my own cheese
You got crease in ya step
Yah know I sleep while she wept
Angel wrapped around my neck
Keep the devil in a check
Follow god
Not nobody else
Trust yah gut
So leave yah ego on the shelf
Like swelt-ering
Twelve degrees
Bed of nails gotchu tip toeing
Make ya feet bleed
You gotta see at this point
Roll another then another
Double jointed
Mr resurrected, not appointed
Shots in the dark like a motherfucking coin flip
Like a motherfucking coin flip
[Chorus]
Lone in a bar
Wit a couple of misfits
Glance at the liquor
Tell the man to mix it
A lot, past twelve
Pour up the Guinness
I’m the business mister
[Verse 2]
They say damn that boy rude
Like I’m dazed in the crib ion know
What to do
Got like everything to lose
Hit the cue, conducter
Over functioning, loose lipped
Motherfucker
Smother me in kisses
Till the class is dismissed
Distanced
Cus of me
Movin cribs like a bee
Kapeesh
No send
They say damn that boy soft
Same niggas that’s talking
Lost they’re soul in a fucking coin toss
West coast soldier
Slowly gettin older
Henny in my left hand
Burden on my shoulders
[Chorus]
Lone in a bar
Wit a couple of misfits
Glance at the liquor
Tell the man to mix it
A lot, past twelve
Pour up the Guinness
I’m the business mister
[Verse 3]
Sippin soy
With some women who are coy
Dash go 0-49 in a second like I’m floyd
Now I’m bored
Runnin circles round these niggas
Not a chore
Make her take a plan b
That’s my plan c
Plan a don't work
Cus my pullout game weak
She a freak in the sheets
Take a backseat
Walk up in the crib wit no mask please
Lone in a bar
Wit a couple of misfits
Glance at the liquor
Tell the man to mix it
A lot, past twelve
Pour up the Guinness
I’m the business mister
[Verse 1]
Broke in the head
Tell the doc to fix it
Jot it on my wish list
Case dismissed
But if you think
That there’s a problem mister
I won’t hesitate
To bring my problem fixer
They lookin down on me
Why don’t yah frown on key
Like jeez
12 gotcha so you freeze
Freeloading at my mama crib
But ima get my own cheese
You got crease in ya step
Yah know I sleep while she wept
Angel wrapped around my neck
Keep the devil in a check
Follow god
Not nobody else
Trust yah gut
So leave yah ego on the shelf
Like swelt-ering
Twelve degrees
Bed of nails gotchu tip toeing
Make ya feet bleed
You gotta see at this point
Roll another then another
Double jointed
Mr resurrected, not appointed
Shots in the dark like a motherfucking coin flip
Like a motherfucking coin flip
[Chorus]
Lone in a bar
Wit a couple of misfits
Glance at the liquor
Tell the man to mix it
A lot, past twelve
Pour up the Guinness
I’m the business mister
[Verse 2]
They say damn that boy rude
Like I’m dazed in the crib ion know
What to do
Got like everything to lose
Hit the cue, conducter
Over functioning, loose lipped
Motherfucker
Smother me in kisses
Till the class is dismissed
Distanced
Cus of me
Movin cribs like a bee
Kapeesh
No send
They say damn that boy soft
Same niggas that’s talking
Lost they’re soul in a fucking coin toss
West coast soldier
Slowly gettin older
Henny in my left hand
Burden on my shoulders
[Chorus]
Lone in a bar
Wit a couple of misfits
Glance at the liquor
Tell the man to mix it
A lot, past twelve
Pour up the Guinness
I’m the business mister
[Verse 3]
Sippin soy
With some women who are coy
Dash go 0-49 in a second like I’m floyd
Now I’m bored
Runnin circles round these niggas
Not a chore
Make her take a plan b
That’s my plan c
Plan a don't work
Cus my pullout game weak
She a freak in the sheets
Take a backseat
Walk up in the crib wit no mask please
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