Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Business is Business, artist - Dave East. Date of issue: 26.09.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Business is Business |
| If we can get this shit to work, then we can really shine |
| Somebody mother gon' lose a child if he think of stealin' mine |
| Back to how it started, that prison cell made me sharper |
| I come around, it get darker, just try to breathe |
| Got so many tricks up under my sleeve (So many) |
| Thirty six ounces of coke, you got you a key |
| More 'tillery is needed, we takin' over |
| Give a fuck about that love now, you hate? |
| Then show it |
| This a once in a lifetime chance, I’d hate to blow it |
| Don’t know what he was thinkin', headshots, brains are showin' |
| My shit get deep, you think I hang with', rock him to sleep |
| Rob him right before he speak, I bet he ain’t gon' know it |
| Me and my lady up Lennox, |
| I’m known to handle business |
| Always had a hand in sinnin' |
| Tailor fitted, no time to act cute (No time) |
| Pull up in black suits |
| We ain’t flashin' guns, these gats shoot my exact move |
| The money got us arrogant |
| Down on one knee, I met the streets and then I marry it |
| The evidence, we bury it |
| Saved a bunch of my niggas, they looked at me like Harriet |
| Broke is so embarrassin', I cleared that up like Claritin |
| Broad daylight, shots fired, they all saw it |
| It’s a long line before you talk with The Godfather |
| Business is business, can’t leave no witness (Not one) |
| Beginning to finish, just handle business |
| Shit gettin' realer, I bet they feel it (I bet they feel it) |
| Pray before you eat, you’on’t know when your last dinner |
| Hear my ancestors in the back, cheerin' and screamin' |
| I was hustlin', gettin' money while you niggas was dreamin' |
| Niggas stuck in la la land, niggas is leanin' |
| On the block, they do more bullets than Willy Beaman (Huh) |
| And they givin' Sunday gunplay, where your son play |
| Now I lay and sunbathe with models off the runway |
| And I’m gettin' dumb cake, you lookin' with' that dumb face |
| Ice gimme chills, shakin' like a Harlem junkie |
| , don’t fuck up my Feng shui |
| Makin' millions, thought that I was rich off of 1K |
| Diamonds in my muzzle, gettin' like ruffles |
| And I’m all about the hustle, half a mil in the duffel |
| Heavy bags, these bags make you niggas get a weak |
| She bag teabags, now your bitch is wearin' kneepads |
| Now your spot taken, more hits than a speed bag |
| 'Bout to send them niggas to your family where you sleep at |
| Business is business, can’t leave no witness (Not one) |
| Beginning to finish, just handle business |
| Shit gettin' realer, I bet they feel it (I bet they feel it) |
| Pray before you eat, you’on’t know when your last dinner |
| Business is business, can’t leave no witness (Business) |
| Business is business, can’t leave no witness (Not one) |
| Shit gettin' realer, I bet they feel it |
| Pray before you eat, you’on’t know when your last dinner |