DJ Juls - Family Business lyrics

[Verse 1: Kwam] Uh First I map the plan out then see how it pan out You a grown man still waiting for a handout And now you wondering why you never stand out Guess your time ran out and I'm the man now When these amateurs hear flows off my man*script Froze up like mannequins, no luck in catching him Tiptronic flipping gears, swallowed by the bucket seats I been doing this for years, wanna learn f**withme CEO see I'm trying to build companies Don't need no friends, let the money keep me company Haters getting mad but it's never that deep though Fishing through beats I was trying to find Premo Found J-U-L-S now I couldn't care less They nodding so hard they're head knocking the headrest Taking bets, getting checks I see no threats X'd out whoever you thought had next [Verse 2: Kwam] Uh The flow I just started is for the dearly departed I k**ed the game man I'm sorry, I did it all for the glory Record was set in orbit and I turned black hearted Doctors don't know what to call it, I know I'm a rapaholic They be like Kwam you got it, these others raps are garbage But now I'm back in college, professors dropping knowledge Now I'm thinking commas; dollars in illegal commerce Hard to think modest when your touch's like the Midas Gold all in my chain, gold all in my rings Whether Trinidad or Lebron I'm balling like James You thirsty for fame, they calling my name You know I'm 'bout the Euros, that foreign exchange Blow it all when I'm back in Accra Make all my haters snap like the back of a bra Got the girl of your dreams in the back of the car Just off of these bars, why you think I rap in these songs? Winning.. Babylon!