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The Business Songtext
von Jet Life

The Business Songtext

Yeah you know the Vill, I'm highed up chillin'
Tryna make a mil, still focused on the mission
Ain't nobody gon' stop me, I'm Super Villain, I'm illin'
A young boss with no losses it's safe to say that I'm winnin'
A real nigga from the start, I'm a keep it G til the endin'
I ain't have to tell ya that you can hear it all in ma lyrics-
A hundred percent trill from my fitted down to my tennis
You talking money let's run it I'm tryna get down to business

If that ain't the issue I'm a just contine with getting lifted, private
Preserving my raw, exotic bitch in my car
Mami crack open that jar and gon roll down that window
It's super sticky for real OG killa indo
You know this Jet Life, and that's til the next life
Get left or get right and I ain't slippin' for nothing
Trade keep his game tight I'm highed up letting that money pile up
I'm tryna' ball hard like it's game night


You can hear from how I'm spittin' that I'm gettin it
You can tell how my eyes lit I'm lifted
We run this rap shit, fitness
We known killers with the mic, murk gimmicks
No bullshitin', nothing personal, it's all business

You can hear from how I'm spittin' that I'm gettin it
You can tell how my eyes lit I'm lifted
We run this rap shit, fitness
We known killers with the mic, murk gimmicks
No bullshitin', nothing personal, it's all business

Reaching for that money cause I need it
Speechless when they heard me on they speakers
Appetite for that bread I bet they feed me
Jesus will I ever shake these demons?
I hustle full time, all four seasons
And I'm riding one deep in my two-seater
These bad habits I'm constantly repeating it


Like calling broads out they name my last girl cheated
Back with a bag of cash my mission completed
Like Tim Duncan off the glass, this rap shit easy
No love for no radio station or no DJ
I told 'em that I spit that sick shit, they didn't believe me
But this one for my niggas in the bink who use three-way
Feeling like some deja vu, something like a replay
Uh, because I seen it all before
Man that happened to my folks
Don't pay draft nor pay hoes

You can hear from how I'm spittin' that I'm gettin it
You can tell how my eyes lit I'm lifted
We run this rap shit, fitness
We known killers with the mic, murk gimmicks
No bullshitin', nothing personal, it's all business

You can hear from how I'm spittin' that I'm gettin it
You can tell how my eyes lit I'm lifted
We run this rap shit, fitness
We known killers with the mic, murk gimmicks
No bullshitin', nothing personal, it's all business

You can hear from how I'm spittin' that I'm gettin it
You can tell how my eyes lit I'm lifted
We run this rap shit, fitness
We known killers with the mic, murk gimmicks
No bullshitin', nothing personal, it's all business

You can hear from how I'm spittin' that I'm gettin it
You can tell how my eyes lit I'm lifted
We run this rap shit, fitness
We known killers with the mic, murk gimmicks
No bullshitin', nothing personal, it's all business

Yeah, Jet Life
Dollar what'up ma nigga
Nothing personal its all busineess
Ain't nothing personal its all business
Jeththread... oww

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