Young Spittah - My Business [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Intro:

Young Spittah
Reflection From A Hour Glass Volume 1
Let me go ahead and talk to y'all real quick

Verse 1:

All these haters wanna know what I'm spitting
Crack the gat code so you know that I'm winning
True Music been the topic blowing up conversation
They tell us make a million
We came back with a billion
Tapes make more money than bank rolls and commas
I text him ounce or twice and smash him the next day with no problems
My dreams are vivid
Get bigger when I face the mirror
Grind 24/7 and make figures like Aaliyah
They expect a handout when I see them
Burn letters when I'm near them
Build a buzz when I see them
A hitman on the track
So I'm dodging the crime scene
Leaving bodies piled up
Cause my language is death mental
Only language I speak is number and checks
Only time I let a nigga breathe is when he weighing my checks
Im all about my style
Like versace and rolex
All about my paper so my mate can care less

Hook

Right now
Im all about my business
I regulate the fences
Cause hustle is my business
Right now
As God is my witness
I hustle in the pivot
Stay the fuck out my business
(Repeat)

EVENZO (EVK)