this Puff/Mase talk reminded me of a Mystikal verse i aint heard since i was kid...
this shyt was the bside to I Miss My Homies and i used to bump it all the time but i wasnt really paying attention to what Mystikal was talking bout
Without no business
Its over for you before you get out the door
What the fukk they gon tell you for if you don't already know
Huh nikka thats all on you to be on top of yearn
But by the time they finish fukkin you, bytch you gon learn
Ain't no fukkin favors, ain't no fukkin friends
That shyt don't mix, this business
Be bout yo paper, yo royalties or them bytches will take ya
Make sure yo contract is escalatin otherwise them bytches will rape ya
Makin big promises on how it's gonna be all good just be patient
Yo album done came and gone and yo stupid ass still waitin
Stackin paper off my work
Them no good son of a bytches got me livin for concerts
I done headlined every hole in the wall in and out the city
Humble cause I'm gonna believe it was meant for me
I'ma get it, makin moves but still somethin missin
fukk how good you rap it ain't shyt without yo business
No business