Early Exit

[Intro] Rxnway, Rxnway [Verse 1: 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 rеvvin' up the goons, movie time rеsumes 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 [Chorus: Lloyd Banks] Around the way, you never know Everybody won't like you, you gon' have to let it go You 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 [Verse 2: Roc Marciano] Uh, you fuckin' with the genuine article Fly nigga, I'm lookin' like Ginuwine in the article Been a ton, bitch I been a don, I resemble the image of God The pen is 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 the 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) [Chorus: Lloyd Banks & Roc Marciano] Around the way, you never know (Really dawg, Marci) Everybody won't like you, you gon' have to let it go You 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 [Verse 3: 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 Grimy ghoul goblin, promise anyone that envy dying Giant jewels drippin, keep a Smith &, turn you MCs 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 [Chorus: Lloyd Banks] Around the way, you never know Everybody won't like you, you gon' have to let it go You 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