In regards to the meaning of this song:
Before a live performance on the EP Five Stories Falling, Geoff states “It’s about the last time I went to visit my grandmother in Columbus, and I saw that she was dying and it was the last time I was going to see her. It is about realizing how young you are, but how quickly you can go.”
That’s the thing about Geoff and his sublime poetry, you think it’s about one thing, but really it’s about something entirely different. But the lyrics are still universal and omnipresent, ubiquitous, even. So relatable. That’s one thing I love about this band. I also love their live performances, raw energy and Geoff’s beautiful, imperfectly perfect vocals. His voice soothes my aching soul.
(feat. Black Child, Caddillac Tah, Young Merc)
[Caddillac Tah]
Yeah..
Yeah, yeah, yo
I got a knack for pushin crack, and cookin raw coke
Fresh off the boat, no vest but I tote, and wear it like a coat
I'm starin through the scope, with one eye open and one shut
Zero in on the target, spark him and watch his head bust
Ain't s*** to discuss, unless it's moneybags
or the SK-8, drop Jag with funny tags
Homey laugh now but die later when the lead dump
And double barrel slugs like Elmer Fudd, I'm handsome
[Black Child]
Some of your favorite rappers is flamin, I'm bangin things at them
They claim they gangster, lettin mens give brains to them
I aim the stainless, let the games begin
Bang bang dangerous, my gun gang famous
My hoes don't speak english, catch 'em at the foreign money exchange
New Armani leather in the Range
When you see my gang, tuck in your chain
We stuck in the game, we f***in the same, bang!
[Chorus: INC]
[Merc] I'm bout my money and bout my business (bang!)
[B.C.] Shout out my n****z en route to riches (bang!)
[B.C.] I doubt we different, hustlers pitchin (bang!)
[B.C.] And we all gon' get away, all my n****z say
[Merc] I'm bout my money and bout my business (yeah!)
[B.C.] Whatta, bout my b****es who mouth is ridiculous (yeah!)
[B.C.] Gettin money and n**** it's insignificant (yeah! what?)
[B.C.] Always get your pay, I love it when I hear 'em say
[Black Child]
It's back to business, stackin riches
If you, act suspicious, it's a Wrap like Reynolds
Black Continental, mac outta the window
Black's out of his mental, I black out with pistols
It ain't confidential, all the s*** I been through
Now I'm gettin money and a mill' is essential
Bang bang, n****, 'til the day we die
A tooth for a tooth and a eye for a eye
[Caddillac Tah]
N**** you know it's, business befo' pleasure, money over chicks
Dummies in the clip, nickel on my hip patrollin through the strip
Bet a stack, head crack, no rollin to the six
Scoop up my chips, then I split, with my beautiful b****
Like Jada Pinkett Smith, for that paper I leave stinkin and stiff
Your pinky and wrist, and your necklace
Get removed n****, my wolves is playin hardball
Leavin him bloody like a Pelican Bay yard brawl
[Chorus]
[Ja Rule]
Who want to know why I got so much beef with so many rappers?
Drama, it's the INC redrum spun backwards
Karma, is a muh'f***er watch your actions
Cause the clip to the max slips in bananas
I catch fire like matches {*whew*} then blow out
And the flyest crews goin the fastest
Pull up to the hottest club in New York, with my hazards on
No tags, I just drove it off the showroom floor
Straight cash, bout my paper, I'm on my gangster
Doin this s*** for ten years, n****z I'm major
Maybach and all that, same behaviour
Money over b****es, b****es over strangers
Guns befo' bangers but bangers do
For n****z that had enough and ain't got no clue
that they can get slayed, flex and get sprayed
And spin they head like yo' hottest DJ's, motherf***ers!
[Chorus]
[Merc] I'm bout my money and bout my business..
[Caddillac Tah]
Yeah..
Yeah, yeah, yo
I got a knack for pushin crack, and cookin raw coke
Fresh off the boat, no vest but I tote, and wear it like a coat
I'm starin through the scope, with one eye open and one shut
Zero in on the target, spark him and watch his head bust
Ain't s*** to discuss, unless it's moneybags
or the SK-8, drop Jag with funny tags
Homey laugh now but die later when the lead dump
And double barrel slugs like Elmer Fudd, I'm handsome
[Black Child]
Some of your favorite rappers is flamin, I'm bangin things at them
They claim they gangster, lettin mens give brains to them
I aim the stainless, let the games begin
Bang bang dangerous, my gun gang famous
My hoes don't speak english, catch 'em at the foreign money exchange
New Armani leather in the Range
When you see my gang, tuck in your chain
We stuck in the game, we f***in the same, bang!
[Chorus: INC]
[Merc] I'm bout my money and bout my business (bang!)
[B.C.] Shout out my n****z en route to riches (bang!)
[B.C.] I doubt we different, hustlers pitchin (bang!)
[B.C.] And we all gon' get away, all my n****z say
[Merc] I'm bout my money and bout my business (yeah!)
[B.C.] Whatta, bout my b****es who mouth is ridiculous (yeah!)
[B.C.] Gettin money and n**** it's insignificant (yeah! what?)
[B.C.] Always get your pay, I love it when I hear 'em say
[Black Child]
It's back to business, stackin riches
If you, act suspicious, it's a Wrap like Reynolds
Black Continental, mac outta the window
Black's out of his mental, I black out with pistols
It ain't confidential, all the s*** I been through
Now I'm gettin money and a mill' is essential
Bang bang, n****, 'til the day we die
A tooth for a tooth and a eye for a eye
[Caddillac Tah]
N**** you know it's, business befo' pleasure, money over chicks
Dummies in the clip, nickel on my hip patrollin through the strip
Bet a stack, head crack, no rollin to the six
Scoop up my chips, then I split, with my beautiful b****
Like Jada Pinkett Smith, for that paper I leave stinkin and stiff
Your pinky and wrist, and your necklace
Get removed n****, my wolves is playin hardball
Leavin him bloody like a Pelican Bay yard brawl
[Chorus]
[Ja Rule]
Who want to know why I got so much beef with so many rappers?
Drama, it's the INC redrum spun backwards
Karma, is a muh'f***er watch your actions
Cause the clip to the max slips in bananas
I catch fire like matches {*whew*} then blow out
And the flyest crews goin the fastest
Pull up to the hottest club in New York, with my hazards on
No tags, I just drove it off the showroom floor
Straight cash, bout my paper, I'm on my gangster
Doin this s*** for ten years, n****z I'm major
Maybach and all that, same behaviour
Money over b****es, b****es over strangers
Guns befo' bangers but bangers do
For n****z that had enough and ain't got no clue
that they can get slayed, flex and get sprayed
And spin they head like yo' hottest DJ's, motherf***ers!
[Chorus]
[Merc] I'm bout my money and bout my business..
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