[Intro]Handle yoursEy… life is a Personal BusinessThis here what I’m handlin’, it’s Personal BusinessYou handle your BusinessBefore I handle you, you heard me?Val holla at ’em[Chorus: Val Young]Take care of your Personal BusinessDon’t never let the game catch you slippin’Take care of your Personal BusinessDon’t let the game get you, it’ll drive you insane[Bad Azz]This here life of mine down this one way street, it’s so unpredictableTryin’ to run into a dollar, drama all I seem to get intoCan’t rewind time, so the problems that’s mine -It’s either solve ’em, or deal with ’em tomorrowCan’t borrow, ain’t got a job, money ain’t circulatin’Cops hot, spot dropped, so it ain’t no work in yay (what’s up?)What’s up? I’m thinkin’ « Damn, I need a dollar »I feel stuck and the hard times make me wanna hollaGod help me out here, oh no, I’m with my lastKnowin’ I can be the next to die, gone with the pass thatI don’t wanna feel like real life’s hard and live fakeCause when they do me, ay, this ain’t no movie, ain’t no « take two »You ever think about where your life gon’ take you?Ain’t you – grateful to be alive?Oh, you wanna die cause life hates you?Don’t let it take you, or make you, or break you[Chorus: Val Young]Take care of your Personal BusinessDon’t never let the game catch you slippin’Take care of your Personal BusinessDon’t let the game get you, it’ll drive you insane[Bad Azz]Oh yeah, the game’ll get ya, hit ya hard and make ya fallAnd leave ya broke with no hope and, no get backLet’s try hard to see success and not to stress and get thereYou stay persistent long enough, you probably have shit where?Everything you need’ll be exactly where it need to beTo me the streets and peace are never seen in gleamin’We – seemingly forgot about the kids doin’ what we didCaught up gettin’ high, watchin’ time go byNow they wanna smoke and drink and ride on byCatch a case, be at their place, and it’s a long cold rideJudge just gave Shorty Mack 1-0-5And I doubt that he’ll live to be a hundred and thirty-threeThey try to tell him that he gon’ die off in the penitentiaryHe mentioned he – needed me to send him a packageI’ma shoot it to ya, man I know the game’ll do it to yaYes it will like that (like that)[Chorus: Val Young]Take care of your Personal BusinessDon’t never let the game catch you slippin’Take care of your Personal BusinessDon’t let the game get you, it’ll drive you insane[Bad Azz]For me, it’s been a long time comin’ with a stretch up aheadAnd I ain’t scared but I don’t wanna be deadI caught the game tryin’ to kill me and found out it’s been several attemptsIt hurts to know this shit gettin’ so personalIt’s worse as though you know you can’t do nothin’ about itLeast you know the world will never be crowded (ha ha ha ha)The same thang that make you laugh’ll make you cryThe same game that got you rich will make you dieFuck the truth, we like livin’ in a lieIt ain’t no time to try to find my lost mindI’m on the grind, I got rent, I need nickels and dimesWould I be sent, and life is a personal businessSell your service, not your soul if you ain’t got no doeNah, I ain’t tellin’ you to go and try to sell your brainIf you ain’t got you a scale and a barrel of ‘caineI’m just sayin’, got to use what you got to get what you wantAnd most folks don’t, I gotta handle mineYou better -[Chorus: Val Young]Take care of your Personal BusinessDon’t never let the game catch you slippin’Take care of your Personal BusinessDon’t let the game get you, it’ll drive you insane