[Verse 1]
She walk around like a boss but don’t know a damn thing,
Every question hit her mind and her skull don’t ding.
Ask her somethin’ simple — she frazzled, she froze,
Act like learnin’ the job might break one of her toes.
We try to teach her real game, she shut it down quick,
Hit us with that “I’m busy” while she scrollin’ her flicks.
Busy doin’ nothin’, that’s her full-time role,
Queen of the blank stare, master of no control.
[Hook]
“Too busy doin’ nothin’,” that’s her go-to line,
Act like she run the place while avoidin’ the grind.
Knowledge walk right past her but she never let it in,
How you claim you run the ship when you don’t know where to begin?
[Verse 2]
But when my brother show up? Suddenly she awake,
“Hey J-Money, can you show me this?” like it ain’t fake.
He look at her sideways like, “Yo, you must be buggin’,
I don’t get paid to teach — I’m here to keep the work runnin’.”
She want shortcuts, cheat codes, leadership by askin’,
But never wanna learn when the regular crew’s passin’.
We offer real knowledge, she brush it away,
But beg for help the second the real ones clock in for the day.
She like a locked door that don’t open for truth,
Only open for the ones she think gon’ hide her proof.
No growth, no discipline, no skill in her file,
Just excuses stackin’ higher than the product in the aisle.
[Hook]
“Too busy doin’ nothin’,” that’s her broken shield,
She avoid every lesson, every task in the field.
Hard workers shoulder weight that she can’t comprehend,
But she’ll still act like the one who make the rules in the end.
[Bridge]
Yo — you can’t lead with empty hands,
You can’t command what you don’t understand.
No map, no compass, no grind in her stride,
Just a chair, a phone, and a fake sense of pride.
[Outro]
Leadership ain’t a title — it’s work that you show.
Knowledge don’t grow in a mind that say “no.”
And every “I’m too busy” just proves one thing:
She busy doin’ nothing — while we run everything.
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