In My Business Gucci Mane & Waka Flocka Flame (Ft. Rocko)
"In My Business" by Gucci Mane & Waka Flocka Flame (Ft. Rocko) is a hip-hop track from 2014. The song explores themes of success, street life, and the importance of staying focused on personal goals. Its energetic beat features heavy bass and catchy hooks. The collaboration showcases the Southern rap style and has influenced the trap genre, emphasizing authenticity in the music scene. #HipHop
[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Yeah I stay busy, stay out my business
Cause I ride Benzes, ay that's my business
See all my lenses, are dark blue tinted
Cause I don't LIKE people in my business
In my business, all in my business
If ain't 'bout business, then I'm not listenin
In my business, all in my business
If ain't 'bout business, then I'm not listenin
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
If it ain't 'bout paper, there ain't no convo
See I ride scrapers, and y'all ride Volvos
But that's my M.O., I go where you won't go
I smoke what you can't smoke, I'm rich and you're flat broke
See I'm not a blogger, and I'm not a jogger
I'm more like a mobster, just call me a baller
A Chevy Impala, sitting on them Forgios
I got a lot of things but I owe 'em to Sergio
Gucci's a hustler, and he got clientele
Always got something to sell, just pulling your coattail
You hate me then oh well, I checked out a hotel
But now I get fan mail, my game at a standstill
I checked out a hotel, you hate me then oh well
But now I get fan mail, my game at a standstill
Go spin like a windmill, I lower than windshield
See I got a good deal, but know what the hood feel
Yeah I stay busy, stay out my business
Cause I ride Benzes, ay that's my business
See all my lenses, are dark blue tinted
Cause I don't LIKE people in my business
In my business, all in my business
If ain't 'bout business, then I'm not listenin
In my business, all in my business
If ain't 'bout business, then I'm not listenin
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
If it ain't 'bout paper, there ain't no convo
See I ride scrapers, and y'all ride Volvos
But that's my M.O., I go where you won't go
I smoke what you can't smoke, I'm rich and you're flat broke
See I'm not a blogger, and I'm not a jogger
I'm more like a mobster, just call me a baller
A Chevy Impala, sitting on them Forgios
I got a lot of things but I owe 'em to Sergio
Gucci's a hustler, and he got clientele
Always got something to sell, just pulling your coattail
You hate me then oh well, I checked out a hotel
But now I get fan mail, my game at a standstill
I checked out a hotel, you hate me then oh well
But now I get fan mail, my game at a standstill
Go spin like a windmill, I lower than windshield
See I got a good deal, but know what the hood feel
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