Justus - Back To Business lyrics

(Verse 1: Justus (Dr. Dre)) They’ve been wondering if I’m gonna show sh** you already know-ow-ow-ow Where you been? where you at? where you headed? This sh** started to disappear oh no, no I’m right here, yeah, take this sh** right back to the basics Sound like I’m right back in the basement Tryna to put my name in the hood Six in the morning (six in the morning) Until six in the morning (Best believe I’m on it) Man been working so hard When the check and the b**hes come in I ain’t even notice I live in the future, I’m blind to the moment I, I, you ain’t gotta stay Oh you ain’t gotta stay around we own it (Verse 2: Dr. Dre) I remember when I was young just a front runner I was f**ing with them drums like every summer Homie couldn’t make it out the hood, make a n***a wonder But I couldn’t let Compton take a n***a under No way, no how, can’t stop that Bigger dreams for this hip-hop I’m happy, it was music and not Ziplocs And now we, bringing crowds like it’s woodstock I might as well wipe down the crown I done put up in the attic I don’t play around, lotta n***as coming through the door Not too many stay around Lot of artists made it yeah God damn man I made a sound Oh you ain’t never seen a legend do it? Hold up homie wait around I’ve been on the verge since a n***a put it down If we talking numbers, f** Billboard charts Putting for start with the bank accounts (Hook: Victoria Monét (Dr. Dre)) I’ve been away But I think I’m doing better Anything you do can’t impress us I won’t let up on it What are you gonna say And I think because they hate us And the fact that they can’t break us I will never let up I’m going, yeah I’m going (Best believe I’m going) (I’m going) back It’s time to get back to business (Verse 3: T.I.) This sh** realer than rap Somewhere trapped where you can find me at Got thirteen in my strap And I kick it, do it with me whatever town we at I’m k**ing these n***as was never feeling these n***as Went from a million to ten figures I grow Getting back to the business in the back of a Bentley I’m thinking damn how far can I go Well, if my n***a Dre can get a bill It let me know that there’s hope for a n***a still And many more showing love for my art form When the ATL the trap sh** was on board Give a raw n***a money when they let me in If it wasn’t for me they would have let me sit Explanation for all the demolition we did I’m grinding handling my business n***a (Bridge: Sly Piper) How many miles in the air One million I’m stacking up this paper Up up and away-er One way ticket to the ozone layer Don’t you wanna roll where there ain’t no head room Take it to another atmosphere (Outro: Sly Piper) Smoke this, smoke this Roll it up, roll it up, get a lighter Smoke this Roll it up, roll it up, get a lighter Another atmosphere I can change your atmosphere Get a girl for my Johnson Roll it up, smoke this Break it down, roll it up, get a lighter Smoke this, roll it up, get a lighter I can change your atmosphere Smoke this