Verse 1:
I'm feelin like I got the world in my palm, man, I'm a man of my word, and I'm feelin like the man, that's my word/ big, shout out to the girls, that turned a nigga down, they didn't hear me before, but they heard a nigga now (ha)/ I'm from the East dog, dirty like a street dog, but I'm no street dog, cuz my breed is TRRR/ I'm on a ride, I'm on a roll, you probably heard of me befo, but if not, this how my story goes/ I was a snotty nose, little skinny body bro, picked a microphone, now I'm feelin right at home/ from deep inside my dome, came the freakish, tightest flow, everything I write is Gold, man I got the Midas glow/ you betta light a bone, you betta burn a L, when this come on the Radio, you betta learn it well/ and tell a friend, to tell a friend, TR is here to stay, don't mind them haters, we ain't worried bout them anyway/

Hook:
And we coming from the bottom, on our job, hustle hard to make a dolla/ now we do it real big, everywhere we go, blastin thru ya stereo, it ain't hard to see, (Nigga I'm about my business)/
From LA to Chicago, ATL, Florida, and back to my hood/ yeah we do it real big, everywhere we go, blastin thru ya stereo, it ain't hard to see, (Nigga, I'm about my business)/

Verse 2:
Learn to tell them (Fuck It), if they ain't trying to (Bump It), throw up a middle finger, tell them haters, they could (Suck It)/ ((Haaah)), I had to lash out, at these niggas brash mouth, they got some nerve, throwin stones from a glass house/ I take my ass out, party til I crash out, you think you ballin, man we ball harder, smashed mouth/ I be the one these bitches, buzzing bout in every hood, I make my rounds around they town, and dick them very good/ don't get it twisted though, I'm about my business, plus I know my words, ain't taken kindly, by my misses/ my homie Troof told me Trife, do ya damn thang, now we charter Jets, no more flights on a damn plane/ TR's a made man,.... you man made, a boss give orders, while he chillin in the damn shade/ I like a Dayzel beat, its like you hear the band play, and this my theme music, y'all betta sing to it/

Hook:
And we coming from the bottom, on our job, hustle hard to make a dolla/ now we do it real big, everywhere we go, blastin thru ya stereo, it ain't hard to see, (Nigga I'm about my business)/
From LA to Chicago, ATL, Florida, and back to my hood/ yeah we do it real big, everywhere we go, blastin thru ya stereo, it ain't hard to see, (Nigga, I'm about my business)/


Bridge:
I'm bout my biz, my guap, my ends, my knots/ my benz, my drop, the kid, is hot/ 4x