HeadLinez (Left Hand) ft. Whodie Slimm Lyrics

Dollar

No special effects man

If you feel it we already knew it when we wrote it

That's why the dollar sign stand for what it stand for

This 'posed to be a dry run so if I one take this bitch

Heh heh heh heh

You know

Look

Look

Only way to tell if its hard nigga

Is to crank it up and take it to the yard nigga

Whether drugs or a motherfucking job nigga

I don't judge or go wishing on a star nigga

This who we are nigga

And what you call nigga

Don't make a difference when you living broke

Cause being poor with any color equal mixed results

To be at war with any brother that's a different joke

But sometimes you gotta be with several different smokes

Look

And these days seem to hit us close

You grind up to get a loan just get a note

I ain't tripping I'm a pay it but to stay afloat

9 to 5 or shaving coke

I'm not against engaging both

Look

And you can take it like its glorified

From a country where the crooks have been immortalized

And I ain't talking Ricky Ross or Richard Porter guy

I'm talking Jeffersons, Columbus's and Forty Fives

Momma always told me that a man 'posed to organize

Always keep a lil' bread and always let the Lord advise

She tried to keep me from the conflict

Story wise

It wasn't in the script so I had to improvise

But momma told me that a man 'posed to organize

Keep a lil' bread and always let the Lord advise

And every time I heard her say it it sunk more inside

Until them words became immortalized

And thats why

I'm leaning with my left hand cranking up the alpine

Shinin' with a fly watch

Only way to tell time

Never find a dry spot

Drippin' on em every time

Coach they need a timeout

Better read the headline

Leanin' with my left hand cranking up the alpine

Shinin' with a fly watch

Only way to tell time

Never find a dry spot

Drippin' on em every time

Coach they need a timeout

Better read the headline

Started off a competitor

Competing

Giving beats lyrical beatings

This era ain't digging this

They rather ya boy be tweaking

I'm tuning I'm tweaking

So enhanced it ain't a secret

Ran out of fucks and ones who did believe in me

My circle shrieked I got smarter

Played ball yet played harder

You shot from 25 I shot farther

No assistance

Only give the business with consistence

And then you hear the competition snooping in ya business

You see the beast

I'm a beast on the beats

I'm a beast from this pen, to da pad, beneath the sheets

Everything straight here, yup straighter than a crease

Holla at me for da whole for some of y'all cop a lease

Some of y'all catch a piece

Not a piece, but a peace

Cause I ain't got no words

Nope

Not a 1 at least

Some of y'all catch a piece not a piece, but a peace

You can catch 2 or 3

Birdman hand rub, sit yo ass down no need to stand up

Niggaz talk loud when they hands up

Niggaz crying loud when they caught and get hand cuffed

You should've thought it through and had ya plans up

You strapped up, oh you a dog

I'm out in the front

Watch how I cover all

Leave ya insides hanging like some cover alls

Niggaz time short I say they local called

Get out and get it while you can or be that nigga who use to know how to ball

Leanin' with my left hand cranking up the alpine

Shinin' with a fly watch

Only way to tell time

Never find a dry spot

Drippin' on em every time

Coach they need a timeout

Better read the headline

Leanin' with my left hand cranking up the alpine

Shinin' with a fly watch

Only way to tell time

Never find a dry spot

Drippin' on em every time

Coach they need a timeout

Better read the headline