Out My Business lyrics

[Intro]
f*ck on my bae, pack my suitcase, I'm finna hit the road (Pipe that sh*t up, TNT)
Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh
Uh, yeah (Oh Lord, Jetson made another one)

[Verse]
f*ck on my bae, pack my suitcase, I'm finna hit the road
Jump off the plane straight to the stage, I go collect my dough
Back to that bottom, stackin' guala with my main n*ggas
Bought my house on top of the hill, but my heart in them trenches
b*tches be thirty, forty years old, still in my business
They quick to talk about the sh*t that they'd be doing different
Three years ago, I was a joke, they ain't wan' take me serious
Now they be mad 'cause they see we went from rags to riches
Can't leave the house without my glizzy, n*ggas out to get me
Before I get caught up without it, I get caught up with it
My ho the sickest, so I turned her to my baby mama
Want her position, so they quick to confront her with drama
n*ggas do all that talking and typing like it's a problem
Since it's a problem, I'll call up Jigga, we bought up choppers
Lil Chris a shotta, he'll do a hit in Balenciagas
Yeah, that's the one, boy, he gon' get it done, boy
Now let's take a trip, we all in DC at the MGM
Buyin' Gucci and MCM, steak, potatoes, and scampi shrimp
Top floor, ain't a hater near, surrounded by my dawgs
Like they don't want us to ball, y'all, they want to see us fall
[Chorus]
They don't like it, but they gon' respect it
Get up off your ass, get a check
'Member when them b*tches used to laugh at me
Time pass by, now they mad at me
They don't have a story, they'll make one
I just stay up in my lane, chasin' paper
They say them n*ggas young, wild, and ignorant
I don't know you, you don't know me, stay out my business, b*tch
Yeah, yeah
Stay out my business, b*tch
Yeah, yeah
Stay out my business, b*tch
Yeah, quit all that hatin' sh*t
Quit all that fakin' sh*t

[Interlude]
Yeah, yeah, ah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hold on, uh

[Chorus]
They don't like it but they gon' respect it
Get up off your ass, get a check, uh
'Member when them b*tches used to laugh at me
Time pass by, now they mad at me
They don't have a story, they'll make one
I just stay up in my lane, chasin' paper, uh
They say them n*ggas young, wild, and ignorant
I don't know you, you don't know me, stay out my business, b*tch
Yeah, yeah
Stay out my business, b*tch
Yeah, yeah
Stay out my business, b*tch, uh
Quit with all that hatin' sh*t
Quit all that fakin' sh*t (b*tch ass)
Stay out my business, b*tch
[Outro]
What up? Hah, what up?
Nah, for real, what up?