Artist: Prodigal Sunn f/ Chance
Album:  B.I. (4th of July) (S)
Song:   B.I. (4th of July)
Typed by: Cno Evil

[Chorus 2X: Prodigal Sunn, Chance]
We keep it popping like the 4th of July, for
More than a slice of the American pie, why
Shorties keep hopping on my Magnum P.I., cuz I
Handle my B.I., I, stay on my B.I., I
Be on my B.I., I, handle my B.I.

[Prodigal Sunn]
Aiyo, I'm blessed to be alive, Sunny strive from the beehive
Moving that remarkable speed, to bleed ya hard drive
Proceed with the five, the ace has arrived
Feed of the thrive, Sunzi' lead, do it or die, get by
And automatically I do it for self
And systematically, I move like a stealth, silent, stay in good health
What you see here, is not a test
Sharp like the king of chess, rock the star and the crest

[Chance]
I walk with a certain swag, cuz I done and I see things
Keep my eyes on the future, like the prophecy, sell his fiend
With my Godz Inc. riders, Sunzini, Chi-King
Do the knowledge, and build foundation like Leggezin
While the team ready to brat, like shots in the magazine
We laying down tracks like John Henry vs. the machine
Never personal, business is business like PMD
Can't separate my music from the G, circulate my tools
Up in the street, like Harry Green, strictly serve, medicine
Heads of mean, PayPal pimping, puffing that purple p

[Chorus 2X]

[Prodigal Sunn]
Aiyo, I spar with the best, David Caress they flesh
I'm not like the rest, the rest, yea, they gas like Hess, compressed
Dressed up, on some bitchy type fashion
I'mma stay blasting, fire mixed with passion
Sunny everlasting, money I stay attracting
Tracks I lay smashing, ladies, I love mashing
A thug with action, she dug my satisfaction
Vocal off a fraction, left shorty relaxing

[Chance]
On my B.I., thorough, I handle my business
Done it in the boardroom, and pretending they benches
The sweating in the courtroom, trying to duck a conviction
The months in a cold cell, had to learn those lessons
Whole school, know half stepping, no ass betting
Fragile dudes, brandish your tools, scared of the ass whipping
Just off of the top, ad libbing, sick of these ass niggas
Selling bootleg shines and fast food pimping

[Chorus 2X]

[Prodigal Sunn]
Check it, fat money clips, banging whips, everyday freshly dipped
Coming out ya face wrong, get left with some bloody lips
A little advice, we run shit like Jerry Rice
And twisting up that ooh, honey berries feeling nice
Dripping with ice, moving precise
I keep my hands on my money, when I'm rolling the dice
B.I. the click, rolling thick, paper legit
My whole team out to win again, stacking more hits