Cudjoe the Excellence - Out my Business (feat. Thesweetscode)

Stay
Stay, Stay out my
Mother-Fucking Business
Stay
Stay Stay out
Stay
Stay Stay
Stay, Stay Stay
Stay

At least if you're going to poke your nose
Smell the garden that's blooming
When I die I'm back to Eden there's no serpents you knew this
Only hear what you want
And that's word to my focus
Your energy is too bogus and I don't know where hope is
If I dont blow the tree, that don't mean I can't blow backs
But she sing to me first and steady follow my plans
So if I never post a picture please do not ask why
I keep my treasures like my trees they're just rooted and high
Worried about my four twenty but see your credit score matching and
You ain't talked to OP yet well then I swear that you lacking
And it's no accident
All you do is staring with hate
Like you focused on all my fish when you don't even have bait
I couldn't wait until my music finally grew out it's mind
I tried to speak on some business but that's not business of mine
I still need some education arrogance on the shelf
Just know when I pull it down it's to better myself
You the type to Poke your nose in a rat's nest to see what chickens they lay
Ass backwards like you twerk with your face
Asshole is on your chin that's why you stink when you talk
Ain't never been nothing to me I smell the gardens I walk
You see I smell all of the roses while they all still here
I do not exercise the jealousy you want in my ear
My situation is impeccable, my hope is insurmountable
The dollars that I make, cha ching uncountable
The 411 the news bro, gimme the news bro
Its doubtable that you will get the news keep to yourself
At least ask about health be sincere if you will
And back to the sweets we make our music and chill

Stay
Stay, Stay out my
Mother-Fucking Business

Written by:
Jamal Cudjoe

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