In My Business Lyrics - Gucci Mane

I'm really stepping up my game 

These bitches gotta start paying me for this 

Can't get no more free Randy 

Got everything, I got everything 

I cannot complain, I cannot 

I don't even know how much I really made, I forgot 

It's a lot, fuck that, never mind what I got 

Nigga don't watch that cause I 

Came up, that's all me 

Stayed true, that's all me (Yeah) 

No help, that's all me 

All me for real 

Came up, that's all me 

Stay true, that's all me 

No help, that's all me 

All me for real 

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Money on my mind, you should think the same 

J's on, pinky ring 

Dogging these hoes, I need quarantine 

In the same league, but we don't ball the same 

Oh! She want all the fame 

I hear that shit all the time 

She said she love me 

I said, "Baby girl, fall in line." OK 

Made a million, off a dinner 

Fork, watch me switch it up 

Walked in, "Ill nigga alert! Ill nigga alert!" (Damn!) 

You need that work, I got that work, got bitches in my condo 

Just bought a shirt that cost a Mercedes-Benz car note 

From the A to Toronto, we let the metal go off 

And my dick so hard it make the metal detector go off 

This that sauce, this that dressing 

Givenchy, nigga God bless you 

If having a bad bitch was a crime 

I'd be arrested (True) 

I touched down in '86 

Knew I was a man by the age of 6 

I even fucked the girl that used to babysit 

But that was years later on some crazy shit 

I heard your new shit, nigga hated it 

Damon Wayans homie don't play that shit 

I get paid a lot, you get paid a bit 

And my latest shit is like a greatest hits 

God damn 

Ain't no wishing over on this side 

Y'all don't fuck with' us and we don't fuck with' y'all, it's no different over on this side 

God damn 

Should I listen to everybody or myself? 

Cause myself just told myself, "You the motherfuckin' man, you don't need no help." 

Cashin' checks and I'm bigging up my chest, 

Ya'll keep talking 'bout who next, 

But I'm about as big as it gets 

I swear ya'll just wastin' ya'll breath, 

I'm the light skinned Keith Sweat, 

I'm a make it last forever, 

It's not your time 'cause I ain't done yet, 

Look, just understand that I'm on a roll like Cottonelle, 

I was made for all of this shit, 

And I'm on the road box office sales, 

I'm getting paid for all of this shit, 

Ask you to please excuse my table manners, 

I was making room for the table dancers, 

'Cause if we judging off your advances, 

I just got paid like eight advances, God damn! 

HOE, SHUT THE fuck UP 

I got way too much on my mental 

I learn from what I've been through 

I'm finna do what I didn't do 

And still waking up like the rest do 

Not complicated, it's simple 

I got sexy ladies, a whole Benz-full 

And to them hoes I'm everything 

Everything but gentle 

But I still take my time 

Man I guess I'm just old fashioned 

Wearing retro shit, that's old fashioned 

Nigga, see what I'm saying, no closed caption 

I paint pics, see the shit 

Good sex, need to hit 

Keep a bra on the floor 

Year round like season tickets 

I plead the fifth 

Drink a fifth 

Load the nine 

Leave you split, in the half 

Smoke a half, Need a zip 

My new girl is on Glee and shit 

Probably making more money than me and shit 

I swear to God I got 99 Problems but a bitch ain't one 

I got 99 problems, getting rich ain't one 

Like I got trust issues 

I'm sorry for the people I've pushed out 

I'm the type to have a bullet-proof condom 

And still gotta pull out 

But that's just me 

And I ain't perfect 

I ain't a saint but I am worth it 

If it's one thing, I am worth it 

Niggas still hating but it ain't workin' 

Lil' bitch 

Oh Me. Oh Me. Oh my. I think I done fucked too many women from the 305 

'Fore the end of this year, I'll do King of Diamonds, three more times, 

Smoking on that kush all in our section like it's legalized 

Girl, you can't always have your way, sometimes it be like that 

They don't really fuck with you like that, they ain't never did me like that 

I just took my time, you got your shine, I let you eat like that 

I been taught never to loan somebody what you need right back 

And I need that shit right back (no more free Randy) 

I'm blessed than a motherfucker, 

Niggas been stressed than a motherfucker 

Niggas gettin' nervous, clutchin' they chests like a motherfucker, 

Damn that's a motherfucker 

Tell the truth, I don't listen to ya, 

'Cause I don't like being lied to 

And that ship won't sail, 

And that wind won't guide you 

Daddy was in jail we was talkin' through the window, 

Like a motherfucking drive-through 

That was back then man, 

Now my niggas rich enough to do whatever I do.