Easy do, bitch

I do my biz, I make my dough, I do my thing, ah yeah
I do my biz, I make my dough, I do my thing, ah yeah
I do my biz, I make my dough, I do my thing, ah yeah
I do my biz, I make my dough, I do my thing, ah yeah
I make my, yo, I make my wheat, I make my bread, I make my butter
I have wounds, I do good to my heart
As much blood, as many tears as sweat
I arrive, I do more harm than fear

I need zeros on the car
I need to speed up, I'm behind
The world has been dead since the start
Only zeros separate us

Yo, my story is already written, I have to make wheat, take the money
Reinvest in bricks, I don't want to wander in the street
To avoid destroying myself, just need a sandwich and fries
A green head that I crumble and my girl who strips for me
Sometimes, I dress at Gucci, sometimes, I dress in thrift stores
I'm on the plane, I'm tripping, I'm fleeing the system and its claws
243-4 I come from Africa, there are three zeros, I want triple
I have it, I have it in my guts, I didn't cheat

Yo, I do my biz, I make my dough, I do my thing
We suffocate, we do everything for the money
I'm in the fire, I'm in the game, I'm dangerous
No stakes, except the dough, no stakes

I do my biz, I make my dough, I do my thing, ah yeah
I do my biz, I make my dough, I do my thing, ah yeah
I do my biz, I make my dough, I do my thing, ah yeah
I do my biz, I make my dough, I do my thing, ah yeah
I make my, yo, I make my wheat, I make my bread, I make my butter
I have wounds, I do good to my heart
As much blood, as many tears as sweat
I arrive, I do more harm than fear

I need zeros on the car
More zeros on the car
More zeros on the car
Zeros, zeros, zeros on the car

I need zeros on the card, no more doubt when I insert it
Seems I have gold in my mouth, I make dough when I use it
You're not happy, fuck your sister, I make moolah, I sell sweat
I make moolah, I sell sweat, you talk money, come sit down
I have weed, I roll a big bat, in her pussy, I'm an acrobat
Hopefully I don't get out too bad, I'm not French, not too math
Despite everything I like sums, when I multiply and add
It's always better when there are sales, even if the dough deludes us

Yo, I do my biz, I make my dough, I do my thing
We suffocate, we do everything for the money
I'm in the fire, I'm in the game, I'm dangerous
No stakes, except the dough, no stakes

I do my biz, I make my dough, I do my thing, ah yeah
I do my biz, I make my dough, I do my thing, ah yeah
I do my biz, I make my dough, I do my thing, ah yeah
I do my biz, I make my dough, I do my thing, ah yeah
I make my, yo, I make my wheat, I make my bread, I make my butter
I have wounds, I do good to my heart
As much blood, as many tears as sweat
I arrive, I do more harm than fear

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