Lyrics

Boy I'm all 'bout the business
Dividends and percentage
Just give me my commas and digits
I just need a milli', I just need to run up a ticket
Been broke for too long, pitchin' pennies
I'm 'bout to go get it
Swear I'm addicted to winnin'
Hundreds, and fifties, and twenties
I'm all 'bout the business
Boy I'm all 'bout the business
Dividends and percentage
Just give me my commas and digits
I just need a milli', I just need to run up a ticket
Been broke for too long, pitchin' pennies
I'm 'bout to go get it
Swear I'm addicted to winnin'
Hundreds, and fifties, and twenties
I'm all 'bout the business
Boy I'm all 'bout the business
Bendin' the rules 'til it break on a fool
Break a fool off, keep a shed full of tools
Lead full of loose screws, big nuts too
Gotta lock one sure on the neck of you crew
If I tighten it down, I flyin' for a while now
Pick it back up, now that shit's fire
And big bank roll like you don't even know shorty
Where you wanna go on a jet plane, gone
Jam once said John, that's survive we on
Came to get our freakin' on, can't keep us long
Rockstar when the music on
Slipknot, headphones, head bang along
I knew we jumped a plane and we gone
On to the next island like "fuck it"
These dry lands, beautiful islands
Why do this, no fucks in my bucket
Momma prayin' for my kinfolk, said chunk it
Birds to the sky, hope them birds duckin'
Keep that gun by my side, just in case I pop out
Should I pull mine out? I'm bustin'
Protectin' the fame what I got
These family ties, my kinfolk and my cousin
I'ma shoot mine for life, this do or die
Payback's a bitch and we fuckin'
Boy I'm all 'bout the business
Dividends and percentage
Just give me my commas and digits
I just need a milli', I just need to run up a ticket
Been broke for too long, pitchin' pennies
I'm 'bout to go get it
Swear I'm addicted to winnin'
Hundreds, and fifties, and twenties
I'm all 'bout the business
Boy I'm all 'bout the business
Dividends and percentage
Just give me my commas and digits
I just need a milli', I just need to run up a ticket
Been broke for too long, pitchin' pennies
I'm 'bout to go get it
Swear I'm addicted to winnin'
Hundreds, and fifties, and twenties
I'm all 'bout the business
Boy I'm all 'bout the business
Yeah, Chad for the culture
Y'all asleep thinkin' Chad ain't got motion
Cross Chad and it's over, get smoked for cheap like a pack of Sonomas
Go ham with it, got dough to chase, I'm the man with it
Stash lookin' like a rose parade
It's got a whole lot of bands in it
Yeah, the grindin' ain't gon' stop, homie
Shoot straight to the top and then open up shop on it
Yeah, it ain't 'bout the guap, homie
We good, my team got the paper on lock, homie
And we drop on 'em, mean mo' paper
Lot of spinin', tornado
Squad keep winnin' so they gon' hate us
Grind for the money like a pro skater
Yeah, I be Tony Hawkin', Chris Tucker, that money talkin'
Plenty cash in my pants' pockets, that that's the reason I look funny walkin'
Arkansas to Tennessee to Alabama, bitch it's the same grind
Studio whippin' up a classic while I count some money at the same time
Boy I'm all 'bout the business
Dividends and percentage
Just give me my commas and digits
I just need a milli', I just need to run up a ticket
Been broke for too long, pitchin' pennies
I'm 'bout to go get it
Swear I'm addicted to winnin'
Hundreds, and fifties, and twenties
I'm all 'bout the business
Boy I'm all 'bout the business
Dividends and percentage
Just give me my commas and digits
I just need a milli', I just need to run up a ticket
Been broke for too long, pitchin' pennies
I'm 'bout to go get it
Swear I'm addicted to winnin'
Hundreds, and fifties, and twenties
I'm all 'bout the business
Boy I'm all 'bout the business
Written by: 501Bryze, Chad Armes, JamWayne
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