Slim - Nick By Orlando Mclean [Intro] You gotta love it how we getting splifted over blunted Drinking like you a'int got a stomach stacking tens dubs Fifties and the hundreds You gotta love it how we getting spliff over blunted Drinking like you a'int got a stomach stacking tens dubs Fifties and the hundreds [Chorus] Listen clearly when i halla to let you hear this be an honor Cause i always been a leader never known to be a follower Think i got it from my father an life been my teacher So know Street Mind of Business a'int al about a dollar [verse] Said check it Its slim nick with the wrist lit They'll lick shots when this playing this playing up in ya district This like a head crack from rolling a trip six I'm on the get back from breaking down the logistics My liquor mixed with tropical haze mystic with a tropical babe She know my waves so she'll lip sync I'm from a place where the roof top is zinc So if you said you seen snow you must have been drinking A little too much Some people rather sit on the sidelines and hate than get together and move up Mad as Bobby Bushay when the spat inside of his cooler {For what} if i knew the answer to that then i probably would have Gave it to yawl But i been thinking really thinking gone since November Some don't know where he been since but in an instance Could be back in the loop cause Street M.O.B always stacking that Loot gotta feel me [Chorus] Listen clearly when i halla to let you hear this be an honor Cause i always been a leader never known to be a follower Think i got it from my father an life been my teacher So know Street Mind of Business a'int all about a dollar