Dollar Weight - Lloyd Banks

Glory, nobody got nothin' on me

End of story i’m out here till they call me

Got a bedroom full of shortys

And everyone of them with the glamour

Give me the gold

Fuck about a camera

Cannot be here hating

You want me dead

I hate to keep you waitin'

The heat I’m spreadin' got the street debatin'

The way we at we’ll make them patient

All for the love of money makin'

You make a move I’ll be makin' two

Kept on knocking now i’m breakin' through

Seen the snake in you

Hunnid blocks away if I should stray

Put my number away

Pray to God I live another day

Might not go that far

Maybe give or take I guess you gotta wait

Till then I’m getting at it

Shit, I feel If I can think it I should have it

You mad?

I guess you gotta wait

Don’t nothin' matter but dollar weight

Music been loosenin' all my screws

More so lock and loose

Hunger questioning got me confused

'Specially when dudes specialize in abuse

Told myself ill never relapse now I’m jeopardizing that truce

Been done grew up out of that box

Worldwide recognized for that booth

At least we made it huh?

Fuck that I don’t feel appreciated

Easy living don’t exist internal shit increase these payments

This street nightclub in get down on all three stages

Fuck these blogs and gossip pages

Take them back who wan' be famous?

Violate, try that here i’lll get you clipped

With evil dollars make your new name sleepy hollow

Nigga 3D TV Horror

Murdered artist keep me calmer

Father please let us get in

Isolate me from these suckers

Money leeches we call friends

Kiss the ass of my Benz

I done been to hell before ain’t going back there again

Got an army gone from war another half in the pen

Ain’t got no comma for no hoe

Ain’t ever had to pretend

For living lavish we sin

You make a move I’ll be makin' two

Kept on knocking now i’m breakin' through

Seen the snake in you

Hunnid blocks away if I should stray

Put my number away

Pray to God I live another day

Might not go that far

Maybe give or take I guess you gotta wait

Till then I’m getting at it

Shit, I feel If I can think it I should have it

You mad?

I guess you gotta wait

Don’t nothin' matter but dollar weight

You niggas make me sick to my stomach

I hope my payback bring sorrow

Live every night like my last can’t get the day back tomorrow

Y’all satisfied with that thrash

Since i came out i ain’t borrow

Flame out the back of the foreign

Sparring with 'zine out the styro'

It’s only right I roam freely

New guys gotta play their position

Too hot to ever go freezy

Cruel times bring fatal collision

You guys got some kind of ego stupid audacity nigga

Repeat mistakes till your people slid down the casualty river

Shit ain’t got no better either

Kids on my blocks pack a cannon

Stand on the corner

Like dollar sign jackal lanterns

I need whats mine out the gutter

We ain’t got no backup plan in the Southside

Motherfucker fuck what you heard no comparin' to me

PLK-ing illest shit out NYC

Fall when I get bored I ball till this shit up on her arm

You hoes gon' sleep till its too late wait calmly for the storm

25/8 always got my armor on

You make a move I’ll be makin' two

Kept on knocking now i’m breakin' through

Seen the snake in you

Hunnid blocks away if I should stray

Put my number away

Pray to God I live another day

Might not go that far

Maybe give or take I guess you gotta wait

Till then I’m getting at it

Shit, I feel If I can think it I should have it

You mad?

I guess you gotta wait

Don’t nothin' matter but dollar weight