[Lloyd Banks]
Uh, everything on heavy, water on your prop bezzi´, made my prezzi´ rock steady, my confetti is a blend of blueberry
Too many crosses on my line, new celly

Can´t even snuff a nigga, lames too ready
What pocket change you buried?
Some words are strong enough to get your fam´ touched
Serpent ass nigga, slither right out your handcuffs
We´re total opposites, how could you understand us?
Pockets in a drought, yet floodin´ your Instagram up
Your WCW rams us
Lyricist delivery, Roberto Duran punch
My aura luminates the room, Louis Vuitton balloons
Banko back to revvin´ up the goons, movie time the zooms
I send ´em shots in a medley, Uzi, Nine, kabooms
Bury me a fucking king, custom jewelry out my tomb

You sleepin´ on me, made your bed up, can´t reroute the doom
Can´t be out here dying over coon, floosies out the room, uh!

[Lloyd Banks]
Around the way, you never know
Everybody won´t like you, you gon´ have to let it go
Gotta find a better road
Shit on all your facade, rocks on a bed of gold
You can leave here in a second yo
Dummy fall I´ma never fall
We gon´ always be respected
If a nigga crossed the lines we drew, early exit

[Roc Marciano]
Uh, you fuckin´ with the genuine artical, fly nigga, I´m lookin´ like Ginuwine in the artical

Been a ton, bitch I been a don
I resemble the image of God, the pendant´s on tier with Rakim Allah´s
I admit I started a renaissance, got all these artists on the same shit I´m on, I should talk at a seminar, uh
Your lyrics semi-hard
You ain´t gotta give me the nod, I know I´m the big dog
In the yard not only did I lift the bar with bars, I really did sling hard like Nicky Barnes
Minus the fish you got fishing parts, you still a bitch at heart, I´m on a yacht fishin´ in a pond
Who knew the arm could lift six sextillions, I´m really just superior to y´all with no jewelry on
Spit on your Richard Mille I´m a demigod
Big bitch lookin´ at me like a chili dog, uh!

[Lloyd Banks & Roc Marciano]
Around the way, you never know (Really dog, Marci)
Everybody won´t like you, you gon´ have to let it go
Gotta find a better road
Shit on all your facade, rocks on a bed of gold
You can leave here in a second yo
Dummy fall I´ma never fall
We gon´ always be respected
If a nigga crossed the lines we drew, early exit

[Lloyd Banks]
Uh, get out of line and there´ll be slim to no forgiveness
Have my niggas grabbin´ arms like you called them sons of bitches
Funny how the aggressors become the witness

And you know the motto, speak about it, cuts and stitches
Don´t be next to get your head cracked, staple and machete crime
Gloomy, you know Halloween, I´m pitchin´, gets ´em every time
Grimey ghoul goblin, promise anyone that envy dying
Giant jewels drippin, keep a smithin´, turn you MC blind
Crazy how they talk, you can´t help ´em out, too corny
Think somebody in my family tree put a root on me
Watch your tone, last nigga that moved got a boot on him
The ringer ain´t out of range for anybody you callin´
Nigga every year´s a blessing, I cop, pull up in Queens

Dapped a fan, said it´s good to see me, good to be seen
In any area you stumble in got a hood in between
Spring my fucking wrist whippin´ this shit, cooking machine

[Lloyd Banks]
Around the way, you never know
Everybody won´t like you, you gon´ have to let it go
Gotta find a better road
Shit on all your facade, rocks on a bed of gold
You can leave here in a second, yo
Dummy fall I´ma never fall
We gon´ always be respected
If a nigga crossed the lines we drew, early exit