Ygtut – Mind Ya Business Lyrics

[Intro]
Alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright, alright
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
Yeah nigga it’s the same nigga on that same shit
Never changed when
Niggas switched up just for the payment
That was some lame shit
Remember I use to hit a stain quick
That petty change shit
Tryna get all my niggas out the struggle that we came in
Really, I ain’t got time for these fools
Tryna make shit shake and bust moves
Really, I just gotta win so you lose
Nigga you ain’t too cool to be schooled
A nigga shine too hard to throw shade
Really, I ain’t got too much to prove
Ya girly she say that she wanna hang
And I just might I don’t like to be rude
I’m just like what you try to be dude
The real deal now ya bitch want a feel
A real freak now the bitch wanna film
The shit leak, it wasn’t me
I’m just tryna get M’s like MmmMmm
Smoking that good nigga MmmMmm
Just made a right off of Glenwood
Bumping my shit through the Kenwood

[Chorus]
Niggas talkin’ shit
We don’t hear ‘em
We don’t listen
Run they mouth like hoes
Niggas gossip more than bitches
Got your honey on the phone
And she talkin’ bout she wit it
Got a neck piece full of stones
Little nigga mind ya business
Niggas talkin’ shit
We don’t hear ‘em
We don’t listen
Run they mouth like hoes
Niggas gossip more than bitches
Got your honey on the phone
And she talkin’ bout she wit it
Got a neck piece full of gold
Little nigga mind ya business

[Verse 2]
Money on the phone
Little nigga mind ya business
Neck piece full of stones
Hit the light and blind ya vision
I won’t take her to my home
I can’t show her where I’m livin’
When a nigga make it on
Change my number, Imma switch it
Riding on the chrome, if I’m in it then it’s tinted
9 times out of 10, if you in it then it’s rented
Niggas ain’t
Ain’t never had shit cause you spend it before you get it
Act like you rich, nigga who you kidding
Pockets on empty so now you stealing
And I need it all back I mean all that
Tell them niggas to fall back
Young Luke in the cut wit a ball bat
Dez creeping up where ya broad at
Lando got the bottles ‘n all that
Ready to squabble ‘n all that
Missed call from a model, ain’t call back
Damn, why she all on my ball sack?
I gotta eat
I’m paying the bills
You niggas sleep
‘N slipping for real
You wanna be
In the street and the field
I’m tryna be
Rich as uncle Phil, for real
You niggas better think twice ‘n go ‘n get ya money right
And Brown just got a new chain so the nigga think he shining now

[Chorus]
Niggas talkin’ shit
We don’t hear ‘em
We don’t listen
Run they mouth like hoes
Niggas gossip more than bitches
Got your honey on the phone
And she talkin’ bout she wit it
Got a neck piece full of stones
Little nigga mind ya business
Niggas talkin’ shit
We don’t hear ‘em
We don’t listen
Run they mouth like hoes
Niggas gossip more than bitches
Got your honey on the phone
And she talkin’ bout she wit it
Got a neck piece full of gold
Little nigga mind ya business

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