Work Hard

[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]

You ain't gon' get the money just blocking

You do it well but hating's (no job)

Nigga for everything I got I had to (work hard)

You ain't gon' make it here with (no heart)

You be leaking here for nothing, nigga

You'll never be somebody just waiting

Being too patience won't leave (no mark)

Nigga for everything I got I had to (work hard)

You ain't go make it here with (no heart)

I be leaving here with something, nigga

[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]

Your clock is short with all that hate in your blood

You fucking leech, throwing your weight around

Just looking for places to sink your teeth

Under my feet's a million niggas the same, you peak beneath Sending them threats behind doors but up close you're speaking peace

None of them niggas have belief in a nigga before success

Holding your pride to come along for the ride, now walk the rest

All of the things to be consistent with, rather resort to stress?

This is the shit I'm supposed to kick it with? Nah, feet on they necks

Niggas don't wanna put the work in, rather eat off the vets

Try to erase what I worked hard for, had to keep all connects

What's next? Street kept it realer huh, motherfucking lie

Perfectionistic grimy nature angel to a sucker sky

Crazy how niggas turned their back on me

I got the milli' though

Just adds to my material, sticks on the ground in your video

They laughing everywhere the face of a clown in the city scopes

Story full of broken promises and silly hopes

[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]

You ain't gon' get the money just blocking

You do it well but hating's (no job)

Nigga for everything I got I had to (work hard)

You ain't gon' make it here with (no heart)

You be leaking here for nothing, nigga

You'll never be somebody just waiting

Being too patience won't leave (no mark)

Nigga for everything I got I had to (work hard)

You ain't go make it here with (no heart)

I be leaving here with something, nigga

[Verse 2: Tony Yayo]

We got them big poles that fold up

Just in case a nigga try to roll up

Walking up on my feet getting calluses

Sleeping in the trap on some cheap air mattresses

Rain sleet or snow I'm 134

Arguing with speedy 'cause I made a sale in the store

New years eve and champagne in the store

About 500 niggas by that project door

Reminiscing on them good days

When you could make 10 Gs in one day

Lil homie went from the play pen to the state pen

Mandatory life sentence that's how his life end

My phone ring to the day I die, nigga

My work fire, nigga, go hard, nigga

We trap 'til the day that we die, nigga

Hot pipe on my waist, I'm a real nigga

[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]

You ain't gon' get the money just blocking

You do it well but hating's (no job)

Nigga for everything I got I had to (work hard)

You ain't gon' make it here with (no heart)

You be leaking here for nothing, nigga

You'll never be somebody just waiting

Being too patience won't leave (no mark)

Nigga for everything I got I had to (work hard)

You ain't go make it here with (no heart)

I be leaving here with something, nigga

[Verse 3: Lloyd banks]

Spending your era faking rich

Fools mistook you for wealth

Hiding your weakness and critiquing, take a look at yourself

(You speeding everywhere for nothing)

Could've been where you want by now

But without attention you can't function

(Won't nothing come without the hustling)

You're fooling yourself to think your actions ain't coming with repercussions

You're so vulnerable to hell, in the neighborhood demons rushing

It's a'ight you'll get back up, you tough right? The cement toughens

You done made it this far bluffing, quit while you ahead

Won't be acknowledged for flashing a nigga dollars when you're dead

I'ma shit on y'all 'til God let me up out of here, you dig?

You done told the world that you'll never flip on me, you did

A disgrace to anything that's connected how could you live

Another reason now my heart left, lost and found in the fridge

Do yourself a favor while you're out wandering, find a bridge

And the niggas that take you in they already know what it is

[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]

You ain't gon' get the money just blocking

You do it well but hating's (no job)

Nigga for everything I got I had to (work hard)

You ain't gon' make it here with (no heart)

You be leaking here for nothing, nigga

You'll never be somebody just waiting

Being too patience won't leave (no mark)

Nigga for everything I got I had to (work hard)

You ain't go make it here with (no heart)

I be leaving here with something, nigga