Get Busy Video (MV)

(Look) If we got problems, then we gon' solve em
Came from the bottom, now I feel awesome
May just have to dog 'em, unless they all play possum
We don't ever call 'em, unless it's out to toss 'em

Tell em check the resume, getting better by the day
If I chose to take the city, it would only take the day
Feel like I'm a Gotham villain, who gon' wear the cape today
Give a f*ck bout what you feeling, leaving with no takeaways
On this microphone, I'm killing, they gonna caution tape the stage
I'm just telling truth, unwilling, to live with these f*cking fakes
In a phase, in a daze, call me fam but can't relate
I be standing on my principles, they can't stand it, they hate
I don't give a f*ck homie, just don't stand up in the way
You gon' get way more than nicked, I'm like a cannon in your face
I'm demanding all respect, hand it over, you get grace
Hit the stage and do my set, bet you imma make em say

Yeah, woah
Yeah, woah
Yeah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
We get busy, without question
Where is he? they all guessing
It ain't pretty, it's all lessons
We get busy, we get blessings

I ain't got no problems, just solutions on way
My name in the winning column, in this game that we all play
Bet you, you won't see tomorrow, if you start with me today
I ain't looking for your sorrow, no I look the other way
Like I cross the street, nah ain't no crossing me
Better chance with the pharaoh, when he tried to cross the sea
Treat this shit like Christmas carols, bet ya ass that they gone sing
I can bring plague and peril, Filth and Foul, it ain't a thing

Get busy, you know, we gone get busy
Keep the schedule full, that's the tool, help you get plenty
Surrounded by fools, it's no bull, they don't get any
Cut from different spools, different rules, f*ck yo 2 penny's (F*ck 'em)
Imma go it, I never have trouble, You ain't f*cking with it
They talking real tall they must feel like some midgets
The harder you fall, can you cover the ticket
You pussy with legs open, want me to hit it
I came here to dead somin', let's make a killin'
This morning a read somin' bout making millions
I start with a nickel, flip it to the ceiling