Roc Marciano - Early Exit lyrics

[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 ni**a, lames too ready What pocket change you buried? Some words are strong enough to get your fam' touched Serpent ass ni**a, 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 thе zooms I send 'em shots in a medley, Uzi, Nine, kabooms Bury me a fu*king 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 Gotta find a better road sh*t 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 ni**a crossed the lines we drew, early exit [Verse 2: Roc Marciano] Uh, you fu*kin' with the genuine artical, fly ni**a, I'm lookin' like Ginuwine in the artical Been a ton, b*tch I been a don I resemble the image of God, the pendant's on tier with Rakim Allah's I admit I started a renaissance, got all these artists on the same sh*t 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 bars, I really did sling hard like Nicky Barnes Minus the fish you got fishing parts, you still a b*tch 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 b*tch lookin' at me like a chili dog, uh! [Chorus: Lloyd Banks & Roc Marciano] Around the way, you never know (Really dog, Marci) Everybody won't like you, you gon' have to let it go Gotta find a better road sh*t 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 ni**a 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 ni**as grabbin' arms like you called them sons of b*tches 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 Grimey ghoul goblin, promise anyone that envy dying Giant jewels drippin, keep a smithin', turn you MC 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 ni**a that moved got a boot on him The ringer ain't out of range for anybody you callin' ni**a 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 fu*king wrist whippin' this sh*t, cooking machine [Chorus: Lloyd Banks] Around the way, you never know Everybody won't like you, you gon' have to let it go Gotta find a better road sh*t 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 ni**a crossed the lines we drew, early exit