Murda Mook - If U Looking For Me lyrics

[Intro:] I mean y'all know where to find me I ain't make it big yet Easy, easy Let me talk to ‘em [Verse 1:] Young n***a getting played like it's old news Hottest n***a coming through the pro [?] Might a saw me on your block in the old schools Don't be alarmed, I'm on the clock, I don't know snooze Big plans, new found stardom Alot of sh** starting to change around Harlem No remorse for the weak, talk from the streets Gotta crawl before you walk, walk before you leap Never sh** where you eat, that's a mandatory Homey didn't listen to me, that's a different story In the field, if anybody looking for me But all I see is a bunch of n***as looking corny Wearing tights and mini skirts and man bags It's a disgrace to any pride a man has It's the [?] some sh** you shouldn't see But let me count this money while I sip this tea [Chorus:] Sitting here counting money Getting head from a dime piece Hear you n***as talking funny You know where to find me I'm in the field if you looking for me (x4) [Verse 2:] [?] free forever yelling free P.O.P No consignment is rough I need C.O.D Hope rap work, tired of trynna be low key I'm tired of looking at this money for these legal fees I wanna spend this like I'm trynna take the suds out it Hold it to feds face, n***as can't do nothing ‘bout it Meanwhile I'm doing shows in these small towns But you don't really know I'm trynna get a plug out it Dirty money, n***as that will murder for me f** the room it ain't true if you ain't heard it from me Mouthing at the lip you talking to the wrong n***as You might as well wear a sign saying come k** us We don't do the small talk, we don't like that Take this a** whooping, you gonna die if you be right back Stop trynna bark at n***as who gonna bite back Matter fact, ‘bout a stack in it with it dice that [Chorus]