Misfit - Handle Mine (feat. Yung J4Y) Lyrics

Been on my grind, I been tryna stay focused
Money on my mind, increase my motion
Imma do whatever just to make it big time
Finna hit a cheat code then sip my potion
Know that I'm the chosen
I been feeling golden
So much water on me like I drownin in the ocean
Causin a commotion
Stupid on the track like my brain got stolen, imma keep floatin
(huh)
Dont play wit me
They done put the competition on a plate for me
I'm gettin used to eatin everybody up
Im finna body ya
Take Luigi bruda hat and put that right on top of ya
Speakin on my name like a youngin was the topic
Go ahead and block me
I ain't with the talkin
Im in go mode, got me feelin too cocky
Tearin up the game ain't nobody that can stop me

I'm tryna handle my business
Prayin that the money come real quick
No time to catch no feelins
Get in my bag and get lit
I'm tryna handle my business
Prayin that the money come real quick
No time to catch no feelins
Get in my bag and get lit

Love me, hate me, they can say whatever
Just as long as they pay me
Hunnits on the daily
Big bank
Hit a parlay go crazy
I been gettin straight into the chicken no cajun
Why you yellin save me
I ain't yo bro
Betta call somebody cuz you need a hero
Imma make a couple plays look at how the dough fold
Get in my way and you gettin steamrolled
Tear the game up
Hit a pump fake, got em lookin brainless
Waitin for the day I can say I came up
What did Kurt say, Im an entertainer
(imma)
(imma)
Imma spaz out
Certified crashout kid
Sucka backdown
You ain't eva stood on your biz
Wanna act out
Lookin like a bad lil kid
Take a nap now
(wop wop)
Ye ain't like this

I'm tryna handle my business
Prayin that the money come real quick
No time to catch no feelins
Get in my bag and get lit
I'm tryna handle my business
Prayin that the money come real quick
No time to catch no feelins
Get in my bag and get lit

Mindin my business
I came from the trenches
I'm the man in the buildin
My cash to the ceilin
Stack it up
When I get rich imma look back yeah
Imma be crackin up
Laughin to the bank
Too much drip, it's not a sink
They always hated, when I sang
But it gave me rank
Won´t fold like a plank
Sky's the limit like planes
And my watch is plain jane
Yeah I'm countin the chicken but no Raising Canes
And I got shorty hooked cuz I'm sweet candy cane
If you hate that's a shame
All this cash was to blame
Me, myself, and I
Cuz I stayed on my grind drivin fast in my ride
Member all them long nights
I was wishin for ice
You talk tough pay the price
Imma come handle mine, yeah yeah

I'm tryna handle my business
Prayin that the money come real quick
No time to catch no feelins
Get in my bag and get lit
I'm tryna handle my business
Prayin that the money come real quick
No time to catch no feelins
Get in my bag and get lit