Work
Banks ft. Lil Silva Lyrics


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I'm gon' ride, I'm gon' ride, they gon' ride, we all gon' ride,
(yea)
I come from the heart of southside (yea)
Holdin' it down for my niggas that died (yea)
I gotta busy bird on my side (yea)
Pop shit and get yo whole mouth wide (yea)

Baby had tried to steal off the payroll
Ill have niggas scrappin' the skin off the ya face with the same
Shit they peal a potato (whoo)
I thank the lord for my blessings and I'm glad he gave us the
Will power and reflexes of Larry Davis (ohh)
You don't wanna see my block formin' (uh huh)
That's a 101 doggs and I don't mean the ones with the spots on 'em
Were respected highly
'cause you don't need to practice gymnastics to catch a body
(oh)
Me and moneys like Whitney, next to Bobby (uh huh)
If I bring all my niggas I'll need an extra lobby (uh huh)
As soon as you ain't around Jake (Jake)
You getcha ass whipped for chips
Now that's the real definition of pound cake
I got the crown snake
And you can tell when I'm shoppin' 'cause when the mall stampedin'
You'll feel the ground shake
I got a car I only drive on Thursdays (ha ha)
I'm a stunna', banks blows more cake then birthdays

[Chorus]

Look at here, ain't nobody 'round here scared (uh uh)
I'm headin' for the top and I'm almost there
Oh yeah this shiny shit right here
Ill work magic and make you niggas disappear

Look at here, ain't nobody 'round here scared
I'm headin' for the top and I'm almost there
Oh yeah this shiny shit right here
Ill work magic and make you niggas disappear

You know how I gets down
This pound hold six rounds
I told you I'd be back bitch
Talk that shit now
You hear that fo fif .45 sound
Duck when I spit rounds
'cause this ain't Beverly hills
You in the bricks now
We ain't got shit down here but dope and guns for sell
You get yo head cracked and niggas don't run and tell
Its like we sell crack get caught head back to jail
We on that fuck the police shit
We livin' in hell
You betta' guard yo grill homey
And stand yo ground
These bullets burn
They hit who evers standin' around
I never learn even after I took a couple shots
I just got me some band-aids and bought a couple glocks
Had to go on a rampage and hit a couple blocks
Once they hear that 12-gauge that's when the trouble stops
(boom)
If its beef then I'm ready to ride
Just come to casheville you can find me on the south side
(motherfucka')

[Chorus]

Now I ain't from Michigan but I'm in the Fab 5
You know, Yayo and 50, Buck and Game, You know my fuckin' name
Whether the truck or train
My minds stuck on the grind
'cause somewhere down the line, a lot of suckas came
Yeah ain't talkin' shit
But we can all tell he ass
Jags are black his eyes like the are-Kelly mask (ah)
You gotta blast me yo (yo)
'cause the Louisville will have yo head lookin' like the top of a
Pistachio
The young gunner with a raspy flow
Got every boyfriend thinkin' they girlfriends a nasty hoe
My heart laughin' a small
Maybe its 'cause my grandpop dropped right after the ball
Banks hops out bulletproof this, bulletproof that, bulletproofs
Snorkle when you hot they hawk you
I got the hood on my shoulda
Chain big as a boulder
The 357 tucka
Motherfucka'

[Chorus]

Yeah
Motherfucka'
I'm here, yeah
Lloyd banks




G-G-G-G-G G-Unit!
Money by any means, nigga

Overall Meaning

The song "Work" by Banks ft. Lil Silva is a rap song that talks about Banks' life in the southside and how he and his squad are riding towards the top. The first verse starts with a statement of determination that they will all ride their way to the top. Banks talks about where he comes from - the heart of the southside - and how he holds it down for his fallen comrades. He talks about his busy gun by his side and how he'll pop off if anyone talks shit. The second verse talks about the realities of life in the southside, where people sell dope and guns and where getting caught means going back to jail. Banks talks about his readiness to fight against the system that has let down the people of the southside. The third verse talks about his affiliation with the G-Unit and how he is moving up in the rap game, and he finishes the song with his signature "Money by any means, nigga" phrase.


In summary, "Work" is a song about Banks' life in the southside, his readiness to fight for his community, and his determination to succeed in the rap game. Banks' gritty lyrics and Lil Silva's hard-hitting beats bring the song to life and showcase the reality of life in the southside.


Line by Line Meaning

I'm gon' ride, I'm gon' ride, they gon' ride, we all gon' ride
We're in this together, and we're all going to be successful.


I come from the heart of southside
I come from a tough neighborhood.


Holdin' it down for my niggas that died
I'm representing my deceased friends.


I gotta busy bird on my side
I have a gun with a high capacity magazine by my side.


Pop shit and get yo whole mouth wide
If you talk trash, I'm going to knock your teeth out.


Baby had tried to steal off the payroll
Someone tried to embezzle money from my business.


Ill have niggas scrappin' the skin off the ya face with the same Shit they peal a potato (whoo)
I have violent associates who are willing to harm those who cross me.


I thank the lord for my blessings and I'm glad he gave us the Will power and reflexes of Larry Davis (ohh)
I'm grateful for my abilities to succeed and defend myself.


You don't wanna see my block formin' (uh huh)
You don't want to see my crew coming together.


That's a 101 doggs and I don't mean the ones with the spots on 'em
We have a large group of tough guys ready to back us up.


Were respected highly 'cause you don't need to practice gymnastics to catch a body (oh)
People admire us because we're no-nonsense when it comes to eliminating our enemies.


Me and moneys like Whitney, next to Bobby (uh huh)
Money is as important to me as Whitney Houston was to Bobby Brown.


If I bring all my niggas I'll need an extra lobby (uh huh)
I have a lot of friends, and they'll all need space at my place.


As soon as you ain't around Jake (Jake) You getcha ass whipped for chips Now that's the real definition of pound cake
If you leave your stuff unattended, we'll take it, and you'll get beat up. That's the true meaning of a heist.


I got the crown snake And you can tell when I'm shoppin' 'cause when the mall stampedin' You'll feel the ground shake
I own a powerful gun, and people clear out when they see me walking with it.


I got a car I only drive on Thursdays (ha ha)
I have an expensive vehicle that I only use for special occasions.


I'm a stunna', banks blows more cake than birthdays
I'm a stylish spender, and I spend extravagantly.


Look at here, ain't nobody 'round here scared (uh uh)
No one around here is afraid of anything or anyone.


I'm headin' for the top and I'm almost there
I'm on my way to the top of the game.


Oh yeah this shiny shit right here Ill work magic and make you niggas disappear
This flashy item I have can be used to intimidate people, and I can make people disappear if I need to.


You know how I gets down This pound hold six rounds
You know how I operate, and I carry a gun with six bullets.


I told you I'd be back bitch Talk that shit now
I warned you that I'd be back, so feel free to say something to my face.


You hear that fo fif .45 sound Duck when I spit rounds
When you hear shots from my gun, get out of the way.


We ain't got shit down here but dope and guns for sell
There's not much to do around here except deal drugs and sell guns.


You get yo head cracked and niggas don't run and tell
If you get beaten up, you shouldn't snitch on the person who did it.


You betta' guard yo grill homey And stand yo ground
Protect yourself and be prepared to fight back if necessary.


These bullets burn They hit who evers standin' around
My bullets can cause a lot of damage, and innocent people might get hurt.


If its beef then I'm ready to ride Just come to casheville you can find me on the south side (motherfucka')
If someone has a problem with me, I'm prepared to fight them. They can find me on the south side of Casheville.


Now I ain't from Michigan but I'm in the Fab 5
I'm not from Michigan, but I'm part of the Fab 5 rap group.


You know, Yayo and 50, Buck and Game, You know my fuckin' name
I'm part of the G-Unit rap group, along with Yayo, 50 Cent, Buck, and Game.


Whether the truck or train My minds stuck on the grind cause somewhere down the line, a lot of suckas came
No matter what kind of vehicle I have, I'm always focused on making money. I've had to deal with a lot of losers in the past.


Yeah ain't talkin' shit But we can all tell he ass Jags are black his eyes like the are-Kelly mask (ah)
I'm not trying to insult anyone, but we all know that this guy is full of it. His eyes look like R. Kelly's mask.


You gotta blast me yo (yo) cause the Louisville will have yo head lookin' like the top of a Pistachio
You'll have to shoot me, because if you don't, I'll beat you with a Louisville Slugger bat until your head looks like the top of a pistachio.


The young gunner with a raspy flow Got every boyfriend thinkin' they girlfriends a nasty hoe
I'm a young rapper with a distinctive voice, and all of the guys think their girlfriends are promiscuous because they listen to my music.


My heart laughin' a small Maybe its 'cause my grandpop dropped right after the ball
I'm a little bit happy, maybe because my grandfather died right after watching me play sports.


Banks hops out bulletproof this, bulletproof that, bulletproofs Snorkel when you hot they hawk you
When I get out of my car, I'm wearing bulletproof gear everywhere. If you're popular, people will be watching you closely.


I got the hood on my shoulda Chain big as a boulder The 357 tucka
I'm carrying the weight and responsibility of representing my neighborhood. I also have a heavy gold chain and a concealed revolver.


Motherfucka' Money by any means, nigga
I'm not afraid to do whatever it takes to make money, including illegal activities.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: MARC SHEMER, DARRELL BROWN, CHRISTOPHER LLOYD

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Comments from YouTube:

Tanini

I’ve been listening to BANKS for years and I’m just discovering this song in 2020!

Jess m

same but hey i’ll take “new” banks music lol

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Same

KRJr

I just discovered it this year 😭

Loftjet

Obsessed with this song!! BANKS killed it!!

Jet Puff

This song like some delicious fucking cake. It goes straight to your hips.

Jonathan Levin

wow, incredible! cant wait to hear more from banks!

Anna-Maria

BANKS really is p e r f e c t

CarsVS

Love this track more than a lot of things

King Julian

Coming back for some memories!! simply epic!!!

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