(Everybody I know) is waitin' to stumble onto somethin' A few niggas'll settle for nothin' (But I'm gettin' mine though) Slippin' around here is risky Especially if you gettin' it they hate on you quickly (And I know) that I should hit the top 'Cause I been sittin' back watchin' this bullshit pop When these hoes see a nigga gettin' paid they wanna holla Another day, another dollar I'm hooked to the smell of the slum of the Southside city streets The crookedest beefs is outside [?] sleeps Old ladies open they mouths wide in disbelief Little niggas wavin' they middle fingers to diss police The block bums got diseases and missin' teeth And the heat's off, so they freezin' and this completes My poor man sore guide, where they go to war, right The same shit the media glorified I'm on my way to PA, weeded before the ride And do my little thing then I'm gone, with me a whore to slide Check out my catalog, you gettin' bread, it don't matter dog I slide through with a better broad City expect that of me I'm hot, so they wanna let the sket splatter me I'm tryin' to do five, think of the check that'll be Banks don't walk, I let the jet carry me, yeah (Everybody I know) is waitin' to stumble onto somethin' A few niggas'll settle for nothin' (But I'm gettin' mine though) Slippin' around here is risky Especially if you gettin' it they hate on you quickly (And I know) that I should hit the top 'Cause I been sittin' back watchin' this bullshit pop When these hoes see a nigga gettin' paid they wanna holla Another day, another dollar Yeah, it ain't nothin' like a hot summer day Especially if you on the block in a drop with trey The flow will get you open like a shot from K I am not wanna play, I am a shotgun away Okay, you sound sound's like you got it from me Lloyd Banks a.k.a. rubber band around a lot of money Yeah, the same nigga from the Karma song But nigga don't get it twisted, I got my llama on I ain't tryin' to kick knowledge, I'm tryin' to get dollars Whip polished, but they keep bringin' the shit out us I know dude don't think he me How can he, put on the same shoes as a G? You should recognize who's your boss Before you run off bitin' the same hand that put food in yours Now I floss in a European whip There's a gun in the hand of everyone you see me with, shit (Everybody I know) is waitin' to stumble onto somethin' A few niggas'll settle for nothin' (But I'm gettin' mine though) Slippin' around here is risky Especially if you gettin' it they hate on you quickly (And I know) that I should hit the top 'Cause I been sittin' back watchin' this bullshit pop When these hoes see a nigga gettin' paid they wanna holla Another day, another dollar