JAY-Z, R. Kelly - It Ain't Personal lyrics

Man, a nigga once told me like
You never know who your true
Friends until you ah umm
Both got a little bit of money
I mean 'cause y'all both broke
Then there's no strain on the relationship
Y'all both broke and if you got money and
He ain't got no paper
He still needs you so you'll never know
How he really feel about you
When y'all both get some paper, you'll see

We used to get money together
Bone honies together
Pushin' chromed out twinkies in
Custom coach leather
You claim it's all love
But nigga it's whatever
'Cause this is business, it ain't personal
Same dream, same team, same schemes (mm)
We even sold to the same damn fiends
(how real is that?)
Ain't no rules in this war for this green
This is business, and it ain't personal

Look, I'm a grown man dog
And I ain't got time to
Be runnin' behind y'all
I know when I first started
It was crazy to y'all
"He's gon' start his own label
He'll never be able"
Well, nigga you've been wrong before
And you'll be wrong again if
You bet against him
We move through the hood like identical twins
But it just so happen that
A nigga made it rappin'
You showed your true colors
Y'all niggas stay yappin'
That don't stop him, a nigga way platinum
Stop through the hood
To say what's happenin'? (sup nigga)
Fake hugs (uh huh) , fake whassup
Fake love, fake fuck, fake thugs
Gotta warn myself for your fake shit
I raise up hop in my wheels and I peel
Streets are blazed up (uh huh)
About my bid'ness dog
Y'all niggas stay up - one

We used to get money together
Phone honies together
Pushin' chromed out twinkies in
Custom coach leather
You claim it's all love
But nigga it's whatever
'Cause this is business, it ain't personal
Same dream, same team, same schemes
We even sold to the same damn fiends
Ain't no rules in this war for this green
This is business, and it ain't personal

I wish, I wish - that success, we could all
Get a piece of it
(word) , but that ain't real dog (no)
'Cause in these streets it's war
The industry much more
But rich or poor, I'ma keep it real my nigga
Invest in chips and watch my
Money hill get bigger
And do things like, pull up to some clubs
In the skirts with Jigga
And yellin' out HEY!
What the fuck, pop that Cris' my nigga
And then he wants to know how
Many chips I done sold
Well it ain't y'all business
What's behind my doors
But y'all niggas don't appreciate shit
Helped you out and you still
Actin like a little bitch
Then you wonder why I put yo'
Ass in the tenth row
When you asked me for some
Tickets to my TP-2 show lawwwwwwd tell me
Why we don't like to see us grow

We used to get money together
Phone honies together
Pushin' chromed out twinkies in
Custom coach leather
You claim it's all love
But nigga it's whatever
'Cause this is business, it ain't personal
Same dream, same team, same schemes
We even sold to the same damn fiends
Ain't no rules in this war for this green
This is business, and it ain't personal

A-Alike (uh huh) , be alike (that's right)
We don't vibe no more because
We don't see alike
And your mom got it twisted
She think Hov' changed
Nope Hov's still here like Rogaine
Ask your boy what he did to the whole game
How he jeopardized the whole game
Now when we see each other it's so strange
I don't know whether to hug him or slug him
(damn)
I don't know whether to cap him or dap him
I don't know what to think of him
I don't know what's happenin'
But what I do know
All the niggas that you know
Locked up doin' a few doe, but who knows?
Maybe it wasn't you, maybe I'm buggin' too
(right) but I'm scared dog
I don't know what the fuck to do
Do me a favor, place yourself in my shoes
The game, no exceptions
Gotta follow the rules

We used to get money together
Phone honies together
Pushin' chromed out twinkies in
Custom coach leather
You claim it's all love
But nigga it's whatever
'Cause this is business, it ain't personal
Same dream, same team, same schemes
We even sold to the same damn fiends
Ain't no rules in this war for this green
This is business, and it ain't personal