[Hayes - Verse 1]. While rather elbows in the hills of the high society. I look back on my life and realized the hood lied to me. Built the bullshit since the pride inside of me. On a rise to fly car hating on varieties. [50 Cent - Verse 1]. Look I don't know no bitch nigga surrounding me. Record you better stick to the code that you provide to be. A kill play the 50th get your whole shit split. So call kingpins get real money to snitch. [Hayes - Verse 2]. I know it sound hard to believe this bullshit. But sometimes you need money to see who you cool with. See niggas hustle hard and cop them a few whips. They end up popping niggas they used to be cool with. [50 Cent - Verse 2]. I'm a street entrepreneur condo cond sour. First way my car's the core. Nigga I've been the boss I employed my boys. And show em a bunch of shit they never seen before. [50 Cent - Chorus]. I got a business mind. That block is mine that brick and them glocks is mine. I got a business mind. That trap is mine these knots and this watch is mine. I got a business mind. You can't stop my shine. A nigga got a broke in this book grind. I got a business mind. And I pop my 9 fuck around find out in time. [50 Cent - Verse 3]. I got short fuse so I buck some chance I'll get annoyed. The button gets pressed see your life get destroyed. That niggas did a 30 shit just cause they bored. Man I ain't even gotta tell niggas what for. [Hayes - Verse 3]. You think you true but I swatch your type of fly. Yeah you crossed…but you forgot your eyes. That's why I out charisma out …bizness you. In tender days you work success. I catch the interest of. [50 Cent - Verse 4]. Corporate America gangstas we got it tearing up. We only want the money no reason to be scared of us. We feel it like what we live is unfair to us. America's an oven you gotta break bread for us. [Hayes - Verse 4]. Go hard or die soft is what was said to us. So if it's gunplay you're gonna get shot instead of us. Crackers be thinking they one step ahead of us. I say shit like that to let them know that I'm aware. [50 Cent - Verse 5]. We keep accountants to count. I got lawyers to share. …debate clean up my mess. Go make the bed bitch. They said death or jail it's what's ahead of us. So when they ask me what I thought. All I could say is. [Hayes - Verse 5]. I'm a street entrepreneur condo cond sour. First way my car's the core. Nigga I've been the boss I employed my boys. And show em a bunch of shit they never seen before. [50 Cent - Chorus]. I got a business mind. That block is mine that brick and them glocks is mine. I got a business mind. That trap is mine these knots and this watch is mine. I got a business mind. You can't stop my shine. A nigga got a broke in this book grind. I got a business mind. And I pop my 9 fuck around find out in time.