Lyrics

I take care of business, my pockets got fatter, Stay away from fitness I grew up in the trenches, I stay on the field, I dont know where the bench is I seek knowledge like Plato, but I serve Ayida Wedo I got the say-so, no gasoline when I'm talking bout petro The nigga in charge here, I do what I wanna I wake up, go shopping and buy what I wanna Perform in the bed like I'm on mama juana I beat it, I punch on her punanana They streaming the dope, yeah I got that good product They call me King Zozo, got that from my father Them boxes keep coming, we call that entrada I was raised in the jungle, the concrete savannah Oh why, oh why, oh why, oh why, They wanna take my blessings from me Oh why, oh why, oh why, oh why, They wanna come mess with my money I take care of business, my pockets got fatter, Stay away from fitness I grew up in the trenches, I stay on the field, I don't know where the bench is I take care of business, my pockets got fatter, Stay away from fitness I grew up in the trenches, I stay on the field, I don't know where the bench is Oh why, oh why, oh why, oh why, They wanna take my blessings from me Oh why, oh why, oh why, oh why, They wanna come mess with my money I take care of business, my pockets got fatter, Stay away from fitness I grew up in the trenches, I stay on the field I don't know where the bench is I take care of business, my pockets got fatter, Stay away from fitness I grew up in the trenches, I stay on the field, I don't know where the bench is
Writer(s): Fritz Clerveaux Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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