Aye! Sos - No Business lyrics

[Hook] Oh so, no money, you talking no business No money, you talking no business No money, you talking no business Cash flow, we looking to making the digits We looking to making the digits We looking to making the digits [Verse 1: Quince] I know... You n***as gon talk but neva gon make it with business You talking bout dollars and cents for the come up But neva gon actually witness The problem with people is different, they looking for food on they dishes A slave to the moves with a**istance, a sense of dependence they b**hes Instead I'm fully aware Understand I don't just sit for you there Cause I got dreams like the millionaires Imma do me give a f** if they care Wait wait Gota give em the flow with the crates Stake out for the prize thats at steak A n***a gon wait for the moment like prey Aye Aye, Whoa Caught you slipping its time for your fate Scheming and plotting nobody play fair The same that gon say they'll be there for the scare Gon leave you alone in the dark with flare You said you my dawg but just wanted a share I thought you was there for me if I got blamed Instead you gasoline me with flame And now I don't trust em, don't discuss em Cause yo colors was making productions Of a movie that painted the hustle, the buster, was closer to him than the muscle Betraying the body his homie for mustard I couldn't believe it but learned what I needed The a**ets the only thing people exceeded They don't want yo friendship, or loyalty either You ain't got the money, you ain't speaking Its a shame but its true in the meaning People do what they do for themselves, better watch yourself first, cause the pity a weakness Its a weakness, its a weakness, but believe in the strength that you breathing Cause with no one but you Thats enough to get through And make sh** turn to, something achieving (You'll achieve it) [Hook] Oh so, no money, you talking no business No money, you talking no business No money, you talking no business Cash flow, we looking to making the digits We looking to making the digits We looking to making the digits [Verse 2: Jose Cha Cha] Counting... Count up all these faces Stacking that sh** to the ceiling The smell of money is my favorite fragrance Y'all n***as to flagrant All because you pockets so vacant Talking bout money you ain't making Talking bout me? Is you mistaken? Everything is in moderation Thought about it need it, contemplation k**ing off these n***as like Jason L's fill with ganja like a rasta on a Jamaican n***a listen till he hits a statement We are not the same we ain't adjacent Money coming n***a just be patient Squad fill with k**as like some Haitians Im top floor, n***a you basement Just face it Im too complex for you n***as Y'all basic, get wasted Im sitting at the lodge like a mason I'm amazing, y'all misguided Should've choose the road you was provided Multiply your money don't divide it Money got me feeling all excited When the money come, n***a ill be straight Buy my parents a new place, with the view over a lake Go and buy the sh** I never had Flexing on em just because I can, show them n***as I'm the man I don't think they'll understand Kicking back smoking on a gram Got a little guap but I feel like I got grands Bra won't be long till a n***a making bands Talk that talk, but you ain't sh** Walk that walk, don't make you rich Ain't no thug, you ain't no k**a You gossip just like a b**h I make moves boy, Im that n***a Jose Cha Cha getting bigger Gun to yo head n***a, gon pull that trigger (Bang)