Diamond District - I Mean Business lyrics

[Intro:] I keep my chin up, back straight, check my shoulder Remember what I told ya, I'm a soldier I kick it when I'm down and I keep composing And you never seen me sweat, but the sleeves might roll up But when they roll up, n***a, I mean biz And if I show up, n***a, I mean biz And if you living holed up, n***a, I mean biz And God is my witness, n***a, I mean biz [Verse One: Uptown XO] I mean biz, ain't too much I ain't dead A gangster wanting ma** appeal, well I ain't dig From the streets so don't act like I ain't there And n***a, to turn a threat into a promise, I ain't scared They put the best away, my n***as is safe but I ain't where Streets is still watching like Jay-Z said In case you're listening, puzzled like I ain't hear Hit me up and leave a message, but I ain't here I'm thinking about that '09 BM you might see me in So when I say I mean biz, I mean it I see in the future, a sun I could be in Or with a chick with nice long legs, in between them Y'all know what my dream is Y'all ain't coming between it Undefined retaliation, show you the meaning I went from [?] to [?] because of Allah Still remember what I was told by my mama [Hook:] Keep my chin up, back straight, check my shoulder Remember what I told ya, I'm a soldier I kick it when I'm down and I keep composing And you never seen me sweat, but the sleeves might roll up But when they roll up, n***a, I mean biz And if I show up, n***a, I mean biz Wait a minute, hold up, n***a, I mean biz And God is my witness, n***a, I mean biz [Verse 2: yU] You see I try to prepare myself For this world outside I get up early about five and do my exercise Clear my mind, four sets is 25, the music loud I write, I'm on the balcony watching the sun climb To the top of the sky That inspires me to scribe harder and talk to God right Today when we alright, put on a right of pearls and the album on the server State of mind, girl, in hopes they will try to curl you I plan my day before stepping out there Do this foolish eight hours just so I can count bread And my daughter's mouth fed, that goes without saying Co-workers cracking jokes but I been not playing I got a plan in my mind, yeah I'm handling mine And it's a habit to grind, to look me dead in my eyes Put it all on the line, then I record it through rhyme [?] think large [?] [Hook] [Verse 3: Oddisee] We living in a system with no checks and balances