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The Business

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The Business

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Yo, yo, this one's for New York (yerr)

You know who you are (ayy)

Fuck out of here

Fucker got me hot right now

Notre Damed out, blue Dickies and some beef and brocs

Go smoke dope so the yuppies see, the pigs could watch

'Cause it's legal now, so I'm living in a paradise

Smoking till I'm paralyzed

Been smoking dope outside, why you acting terrified?

If I wear it, gotta pair it right

Got it air tight

Keep it a thousand when I write

Go a thousand with the gigs, keep it a terabyte

Might heat it up a thousand Fahrenheit

Burn out all the transplants that turned out the Stuy

Say bye to Lower East, Harlem, and the Upper West Side

You got it twisted, this ain't yours just 'cause this is where you buy

You the gentrifier, terrorizer, not the terrorized

We retaliate, stay inside, ain't nowhere to hide

We'll be waiting with a pair of pliers, take your teeth, repairing mine

For every time you tried to colonize

Buying from the bougie boutique instead of from the guys

From the people that been populized and popularized

The place had the gall to make LA put a mall inside

All they see is dollar signs

And other out-of-towners so you feel safe when you out at night

'Cause you homesick

What about that cat you made homeless? Shit out of line

Almost feels like global warming, are we out of time?

Almost feel like blowing up this whole shit out of spite

"Wik, what you, out your mind?"

I don't doubt it, but I ain't about the crime

I'm just trying to give 'em signs

Let 'em know to get the fuck up out this town of mine

Most of these out-of-towners don't know how to mind their own business

Put out every single mom and pop business

See, me, I'm with the business

Been with the shits, been lit, get with the business

See, what you do is my business

Know that when you see the NY on my fitted

Yuppy see, yuppy do, they gullible

But then they multiply and that's when they start to fuck with you

Get under your skin like a fucking tick, put up rent

If this keep up, be in the park putting up some tents

For every one that left, four more come, now they reproducing

Really, what's so confusing 'bout some Boris bumping music?

Complain, saying: Must you move at this time of night?

I'm like: What is it to you? Y'all got me tight

They getting too comfortable

Turned our blocks to amusement parks when they drunk and don't know what to do

Don't know a soul from the city, why'd they even move?

To your home that they stole from right up under you

What I can't understand or get through to me is

After all the schooling you did, don't know what community is? (For real)

Move, bitch, get out the way

Shit, you got your whole penthouse to play

Don't do it here, bitch, veer that away

Cross the George Washington Bridge, dip

Thought I made it clear

Can't you hear the tone that I give?

Steer clear, could get hit in your wig

Nah, you ain't my peer

'Cause you lived here a couple years

'Cause you got yourself a little crib

I said, move, bitch, get out the way

Shit, you got your whole penthouse to play

Don't do it here, bitch, veer that away

Cross the George Washington Bridge, dip

Thought I made it clear

Can't you hear the tone that I give?

Steer clear, could get hit in your wig

Nah, you ain't my peer

'Cause you lived here a couple years

'Cause you got yourself a little crib

Most of these out-of-towners don't know how to mind their own business

Put out every single mom and pop business

See, me, I'm with the business

Been with the shits, been lit, get with the business

See, what you do is my business

Know that when you see the NY on my fitted

And it's scripted 'cause it's Mets

Been an underdog since a kid, the runt of them all

Didn't grow tall, grew into a mensch

So they figure how to get involved, what they call my job

The business, the business

Nah, you can't skip the process

You just moved, you ain't got it yet, kid

I see you itching, that's my business

Since I started spitting, I farted and shitted

Get him some Depends quick, shit, let him handle his business

Get with the business (uh)

Get with the business

It's all good coming out to New York

New York is a place where people come

It will always be that

People will always come to New York

Like, that's part of New York for sure, people coming here

But motherfuckers is from here, so shut the fuck up

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