Anotha Dolla

(album: The Big Withdraw - 2005)

(Everybody I know) is waiting to stumble onto something
A few niggas'll settle for nothing
(But I'm getting mine though)
Slipping around here is risky
Especially if you getting it they hate on you quickly
(And I know) that I should hit the top
'Cause I been sitting back watching this bullshit pop
When these hoes see a nigga getting 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 waving they middle fingers to diss police
The block bums got diseases and missing teeth
And the heat's off, so they freezing 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 getting 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 trying 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 waiting to stumble onto something
A few niggas'll settle for nothing
(But I'm getting mine though)
Slipping around here is risky
Especially if you getting it they hate on you quickly
(And I know) that I should hit the top
'Cause I been sitting back watching this bullshit pop
When these hoes see a nigga getting paid they wanna holla
Another day, another dollar

Yeah, it ain't nothing 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 trying to kick knowledge, I'm trying to get dollars
Whip polished, but they keep bringing 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 biting 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 waiting to stumble onto something
A few niggas'll settle for nothing
(But I'm getting mine though)
Slipping around here is risky
Especially if you getting it they hate on you quickly
(And I know) that I should hit the top
'Cause I been sitting back watching this bullshit pop
When these hoes see a nigga getting paid they wanna holla
Another day, another dollar