[Intro]
**Phone ring**
No...
Voicemail: "Aye yo, probably busy right now. Drop me a line, I'll get right back to you."
I'm so tired of hearing this!
You're always busy!
I can't compete with this...I didn't sign up for this
Who are you in a relationship with!? Me or Mid-Flight!?
[Chorus - Ty'Ron]
I'm busy being busy, that's all you keep on getting
Busy, busy, man it seem like I stay busy every minute
Tired of hearing busy, that's all I tell you, I'm busy
You like a man that's bout his business, maybe I'm too busy
Busy being busy, tired is what you getting
Sure you get it, what else you ain't getting?
Me, being busy...busy, busy, this ain't helping us, being busy
Shoe on the other foot, I'm sure I wouldn't like that feeling
[Verse 1]
Tired of telling you sorry I didn't return that text
And I meant to call you, obviously I didn't call you yet
Same bullshit all over again, it's like a loop
You should sample yourself and rap over that shit too
Funny...you learning something from all the rants I be having
And it ain't funny at all, because it's so clever, I'm laughing
Fuck you want me to do? These the sacrifices I make
This ain't the type of job I clock in to with 15 minute breaks
You knew what I was at the beginning, thought I was kidding
I guess you thought my idea of being busy was really different
Busy, busy - still find time to lay up and get busy
That's erroneous, more than moments, I miss you when I'm busy
I just caught up and yo ass gets thought of
I just need to let you know with a text or a call up
I can't go back and fix it but I wanna be better
I don't wanna lose you like this, I can tell you getting fed up
[Chorus - Woman]
You busy being busy, that's all I keep on getting
Busy, busy, you keep acting like you busy every minute
Tired of hearing busy, that's all you say, you busy
Like a man that's bout his business, maybe you too busy
Busy being busy, tired is what I'm getting
Yeah, I get it, what else I ain't getting
YOU! ...being busy...busy, busy, go ahead keep on being busy
Shoe on the other foot, I'm sure you wouldn't like that feeling
[Verse 2]
All this pressure on me daily, I'm trying to not cause damage
Plus I'm a rapper on top of all the things that I manage
It's a great day when I can write some rhymes if I could manage
Still I manage to fuck up some of the things I gotta handle
Should've took you on more trips, more nights out to dinner
The little things add up to big problems I gotta remember
Made promises in December that I can't handle in January
And it hurt me worse when you asked to get on my itinerary
How to be a young boss and take care of a young heart
When you trying to become a young mogul and a rap star
This is college math at 7 am, I'm sleeping on you
Ask you to understand all this right now, I'm reaching on you
Out of touch and out of reach, you ain't feeling me as much
And when you put like you put it, I can't blame you for such
And then I got the nerve to say I want you to ride shotty
When I act like I'm too busy to ride with anybody, I know
[Interlude]
**Phone ring**
Voicemail: I'm sorry. (HUH?)
I would answer the phone but I'm really busy right now. (Really?)
I'm real busy being busy. (Get the fuck outta here...)
Call back again when I'm not busy
[Verse 3]
I'm in a 5 star suite, staring at constellations
Bad feelings in my gut messing up my concentration
No answers in the sky but I'm throwing out the questions
Revisiting all those situations that fleshed out to lessons
I was raised to aim high but those when's became why
And friends became nah and time would fly by
I needed you to be sturdy, now these texts so damn wordy
I've been begging you for support but I wonder if you heard me
Isolated in my life and you just can't grasp
That if you just be here for that, then I guarantee we'd last
A man gotta be solid and you want one that's polished
And brolic and all that, but I can't do that with a job and shit
Not a guy like me, got gifts that God gave
How the hell am I just supposed to take that to the grave?
And that's selfish of you, and I've been your support
Why all the responses to me sounding like a retort?
Why you drawing up illusions and presenting me a report?
Why can I only see you smile on a beach front resort?
And all this busy shit is just window dressing for real
Passion been lacking bad, I guess we losing the feel
You need somebody practical, I'm out of the box
And I'm not planting no roots, nah, I travel a lot
And what's really funny is, you say you see me at the top
So why you hassle me a lot when I'm trying to take my shot
Focused on this mogul shit, still wanna be a father
Wonder if I'll find a partner that'll wanna be bothered
Instead of getting bothered...see you supposed to be with me
Now you too busy, huh? Well, just stay busy...
Yeah...
