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Nigga bout his bidness While the weak here flinchin Crying all the time, lacking vision Wonder why the spliff ain’t hittin All sense prolly missin He ain’t wit it That got that nig a percentage Nigga bout his bidness Inner peace splinted Mindbent survival of the fittest Gripping tool with the quickness Past them bridges burned, his heart yearn For burden lifted On his lone prolly spliffin Nigga bout his Never clouded deep in mind Main focus was the grind For his son, he would shine Early clocking, street timing Moving in his prime Lucky ain’t a word No emotion whеn he slide God mind Doing all that it take Thе bag been faith on the play This a way SongtexteMannerism shoddy staring death dead in face Ain't complacent none in the shade No path better made Nigga bout it, bout it Never too much Nigga bout it, bout it Nigga bout it, bout it Never too much Nigga bout it, bout it Aus Songtexte Mania