Lil Mussie – How About You?

How About You?

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How About You? – Lil Mussie Lyrics, Letra:
Chorus
How bout you?
How bout you?
I gave back to my city
How bout you?
How bout you?
I handle my business
How about you?

Verse 1
Boy we ain’t the same
Don’t speak my name
Just stay in your lane
I live for the people
You live for yourself
We ain’t the same
I do it for love
I’m not even the same colour as you
Looking after these kids that belong to you
More can I do?
I just wanna donate a million by June

Now they hate on me
See me in a red Lamborghini
Mussie why your house 4 mili?
Mussie aren’t you from the royal family?
I bet if pulled up in civic
Half of you wouldn’t have any opinions
Business is business but this ain’t your business
Just focus on you
I focus on me
Let’s focus together
And build our community
I pick up Nehe, pick up Sione
And we go back to our city
Go back to Gissie
Give to the kids who don’t have nothing
They’re taking their lives every day
They take their lives every day
Got no food and empty plates
They take their lives every day

Chorus
How bout you?
How bout you?
I gave back to my city
How bout you?
How bout you?
I handle my business
How about you?

Verse 2
They ain’t aiming for my head
They wanna take my soul
See someone succeed and they wanna
Have none of this no more
I’m sick of this tall poppy shit
Gunna make me go back to my old ways and switch
I’m raised on the east man
I’m trying to make peace man
Trying to be a decent man
I ain’t no beast man

But some hate on me
See me in a red Lamborghini
My chick look like she Riri
And she smell like Febreze
I ain’t say none of this was easy
I ain’t mean to sound cheesy
Most of you just do it for the gram
I just do it its who I am

Chorus
How bout you?
How bout you?
I gave back to my city
How bout you?
How bout you?
I handle my business
How about you?

Verse 3
Pop off the roof
Hop out the coupe
Baby this is proof
I spent 20 thousand on a hotel
Came back gave 30 thousand to the whole town
That’s a hold down
I’m on my own now
Mama said I was a saint with gold crown
You’ve got your views
I got mine
But all you see is trouble on my mind

What’s your 2 cents
To my 20 cents
A v12 Lambo that’s a nuisance
This is a revelation in a new sense
If I say any more id have 20 thousand on my head
Gonna have me regretting what I said
Gonna have me praying to my bed
Damn boy mussie you dead

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