Finesse2tymes - Loyalty, Respect & Business Lyrics

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I stand on loyalty, respect and business, my nigga, don't take this shit personal (I don't mean no hsrm)
And even though these niggas little, they still can't fit in my circle (in my circle, no)
They say I'm too stiff, I should lose and some', every time I heard it, I go buy a gun
Now this shit that be givin' me settle by, he a bitch if he came with you (and the highest?)
These niggas feminine (feminine)
Three piece Armani suit like a gentleman (gentleman)
Give a f*ck what you say, give a f*ck 'bout your money
I'm judgin' these niggas off energy (I don't watch)
Heard you caught a body, nigga, and what? (And what?)
Let me ask a question, "What you stand for?" (What you stand for?)
When 'em folks lookin' for you
You facin' thirty, you gon' tell on your folks or go man up? (What you gon' do?)
Nigga, how you gon' say what you will or won't do you ain't been in the spot? Nigga cap (quit lyin')
These young niggas out here fallin' victim to rap, and I'm just mindin' my business, I try not to snap
I told my manager, "Watch who you bookin' my verses and bookin' my shows with" (Watch out)
Don't be bringin' any groupie-ass bitches around, my nigga, you know how these hoes get (Don't do this)
I get caught with this switch, man, I'm facin' fifteen plus four
"You don't trust your security?" F*ck no
Yeah, you cool as hell, but show me one f*ck nigga sayin', this shit will get cutthroat
Stand on principles, stand on morals (morals)
Put a M away just for the lawyers (lawyers)
And my baby mama had five, but she foul as f*ck, so I'm keepin' it closure (I'm straight)
With my mama away, my lil' brother n'em, I'm straight, I stay with lil' juggas, they niggas with me
Advice, Lord in my heart, but ain't none feed my family but NFG (the next gang)
In cut I gotta salute to them, that niggas were with me when I was eatin' noodles (I f*ck with you)
F*ck I need with the entourage? I'm my own motherf*ckin' shooter (yeah)
Rap niggas can rap it up (rap it up)
They ain't freed a real nigga, clap it up (clap it up)
And I'm bulletproof and everything I (?) To them lil' niggas come (?)
Yeah, I'm livin' like Belly, a J. Pres' Investment, I still keep a Drac', I ain't OVO
I ain't snitchin' on pussy I f*cked, ain't see her with you, actin' like I don't know the ho
(We ain't snitchin' on pussy)
'Cause you sent the hit, that don't make you a hitter
And 'cause you got money, don't make you a killer
'Cause you went to jail, that don't make you a gangster
You gotta be a hitter and a taker
I ain't switch on 'em niggas, they switched up (they switched)
When I went fed' everybody bitched up (they bitched up)
Everybody need help, now they cliqued up (cliqued up)
I'm in Zuri with my feet kicked up
With my stick tucked, this the Art of War

You know what I'm sayin', when I say the Art of War
My nigga, I don't just mean like, you know
Physical at war, like, with, with the gun and like
You know what I'm sayin', like
I mean, you know, I battle demons every day in my mind, you know what I'm sayin'
It be a lot of shit that I don't wanna speak on
That I wanna speak on, you know what I'm sayin' and
You know what I'm sayin', it be shit that, you know what I'm sayin'
I know that y'all, y'all get where I'm comin' from, but you know what I'm sayin'
You know, uh
I'ma kill a nigga three ways, you know what I'm sayin'
Three Ks, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Mentally, physically and financially, you know what I'm sayin'
This the Art of War
Respectfully