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Godfather of Harlem - Business is Business Lyrics



Godfather of Harlem - Business is Business Lyrics
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[ Featuring Dave East, A$AP Ferg ]

Business is business, can't leave no witness (not one)

It ain't nothin' to discuss, just know the city mine (mine)
If it's a problem, I'm around, let's meet up anytime (anytime)
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 f*ck 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 wit' poets, rock him to sleep
Rob him right before he speak, I bet he ain't gon' know it
Me and my lady up Lenox, fresh off a sentence
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 don'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' wit' that dumb face
Ice gimme chills, shakin' like a Harlem junkie
Too debonair, don't f*ck up my Feng shui
Makin' millions, thought that I was rich off of one K
Diamonds in my muzzle, gettin' chips like Ruffles
Man I'm all about a hustle, half a mil in the duffel
Heavy bags, these bags make you niggas gettin' weak cash
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 (motherf*cker)

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 don't know when your last dinner (you don't know)

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 (uh)
Pray before you eat, you don't know when your last dinner
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Business is business, can't leave no witness (not one)

It ain't nothin' to discuss, just know the city mine (mine)
If it's a problem, I'm around, let's meet up anytime (anytime)
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 f*ck 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 wit' poets, rock him to sleep
Rob him right before he speak, I bet he ain't gon' know it
Me and my lady up Lenox, fresh off a sentence
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 don'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' wit' that dumb face
Ice gimme chills, shakin' like a Harlem junkie
Too debonair, don't f*ck up my Feng shui
Makin' millions, thought that I was rich off of one K
Diamonds in my muzzle, gettin' chips like Ruffles
Man I'm all about a hustle, half a mil in the duffel
Heavy bags, these bags make you niggas gettin' weak cash
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 (motherf*cker)

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 don't know when your last dinner (you don't know)

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 (uh)
Pray before you eat, you don't know when your last dinner
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Writer: David Brewster, Kasseem Dean, Abraham Orellana, Darold Durard Brown, Teddy Sinclair
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC




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