Strictly Business Shorty (Ft. Wiley)

[Verse 1: Wiley]
Ay
Man wanna chat about bud
Then I come thru' and I bill up my top-shelf bud
Came from vinyl, I came from dubs
And trust me now rudeboy I know the plug
Merk speakers, like Flowdan and The Bug
That's real OG in the tub
Other weed out there become the sub
But first team bud's what I love
I'm in barring mode, battle mode, that's our mode
Plane mode, motorbike, car mode
Everybody wanna take over, like Marlo
And be on radio like Targo
All my sick bars in my heart though
Training, when I was in yard though
I know the arts of expressing myself is a par bro
I get fast but I start slow

[Chorus: Shorty, Wiley]
I tell my Gs don't hype
Don't get gassed, don't follow the light
Life's not fair you gotta put up a fight
Keep the paigons in sight
I tell my Gs don't hype
Don't get gassed, don't follow the light
Life's not fair you gotta put up a fight
Keep the paigons in sight
I tell my Gs don't stress
You see the game, just like chess
Gotta move right, gotta move correct
Keep them in check, yeah
I tell my Gs don't stress
You see the game, just like chess
Gotta move right, gotta move correct
Keep them in check, yeah