Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Big Bidness’ by 2 Chainz. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of 2 Chainz or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
Yeah, you hear that?
That’s inevitability
You can’t stop this shit, I’m too tapped in
Too loyal
Surrounded by a few of my niggas who did breaking and entering
Through a business with them ’cause they can’t break a commitment (no)
Look, I’m a magician, I belong inside Magic City
Got too much intuition to just blow tuition on titties, I know
Young Metro got that stick, that’s a cig, he don’t smoke
F*ck around, get smoked
I can’t think of one time I was put up on the spot, then I choked (I can’t)
I can’t think of one time I got rich then went broke (Metro Boomin’ wants some more, nigga)
Bitch, I’m doing digits, all business, big business
See me on the block? Mhmm, bitches still business
See my dick off in her mouth? Yep, bitches still business
Ye said, “Kill em all”
God the only witness
I’m set, sunset
Put it down for the team that I protect (for my team)
Bitch, please do not interject
If you move too quick, I might take it as a threat
I’m consistent, I’m persistent
Got to get it, bitch, I risk it
Time to hit them big licks and make that shit a tradition
Yeah, what goes around comes around, faster than fidgets
Man, out ‘chea is frigid
Man, these streets is vicious
‘Bout to get my girl some kids just to start a family business
‘Cause it’s all about business, yeah, be bitch ya business
Yeah, look, we out here tryna start a franchise
We tell the truth, you tellin’ stories ’round the campfire
Yeah, it’s all game ho, let it soak
Me and my bros rock the same chains around like we a cult
I’m the one in the bunch, they protect me like the Pope
Going all night on the daily though
Rolling down 7 mile, bet a thou’
Hit downtown then hit the Isle
Nothing free, not even style
Free Vezzo, yeah let him out
King of my city, man, feel like I’m Coretta child
I’m my mama’s son, I gotta rise
I can’t let her down
Bitch, I’m doing digits, all business, big business
See me on the block? Mhmm, bitches still business
See my dick off in her mouth? Yep, bitches still business
Ye said, “Kill em all”
God the only witness
I’m set, sunset
Put it down for the team that I protect (for my team)
Bitch, please do not interject
If you move too quick, I might take it as a threat
Got ’em waiting for my verses like it’s Christmas to come
Would talk about my exes, but I’m dissing them all
Bought foreclosed houses, and I’m fixing them all
Any time I caught work, it was pistols involved
Yeah, I’m talking big business, here go the statistics
One out every five people trapping turn snitches
Get up out the game, put it up for a rainy
Hardest working man in showbiz, no complaining
Yeah, I get a rush from the grind
Touchdown, bust down, single for tonight
When she come over, deep tissue neck shoulder
Got a restaurant, a label when I closed her
Lying? I ain’t lying
Lying down the street
Discount code, first come, gon’ eat
And this ain’t for the weak, I do it every week
I do it in my sleep, I’m in it like ink
Bitch, I’m doing digits, all business, big business
See me on the block? Mhmm, bitches still business
See my dick off in her mouth? Yep, bitches still business
Ye said, “Kill em all”
God the only witness
I’m set, sunset
Put it down for the team that I protect (for my team)
Bitch, please do not interject
If you move too quick, I might take it as a threat (whoa, whoa)
Look, boy, the business internal, the vision’s eternal
These niggas will burn you
Don’t ask no questions if that shit don’t concern you
I’ve been standing outside all day, man, rocking my thermal
My off-white came straight from Virgil
My brothers on side of me, that’s who I turn to when shit gets too turnt to handle it
Dolo, it’s too lit inferno
While you was dozing, I thought I was nocturnal
I wrote every single success I had first in the journal
You bitches nothing but hurdles
Boy, I’ll hop right over you
Who the f*ck you think watching over you?
I’m God’s favorite, you couldn’t pray a hundred times a day
To have me over through
I’m the bipolar you
I’m doing what you way too ho to do
I got a ocean-view overview that reminded me this is overdue
Jeez, I don’t got feelings, I just fill seats
I’m on fleek, I don’t retreat
I did this shit in my sleep
Sike, I don’t sleep, I don’t cuddle
Bitch, I’m the team captain inside the huddle
The man of my house and the man your little brother grew up to (straight)
The man in my hood and all the other hats that I juggle (straight)
You niggas my little cuzzos, little niggas
Nobody sonning me
If am a sun, I’m the one you look up to
F*ck you
Big business
Uh, Metro Boomin’ wants some more, nigga