[Lloyd Under dog is cool, I'm to being overlooked look at me now I'm filled style, my blunt is rolled with Kush look I'm ballin, ballin' K's like Reggie Bush my haters hatin' don't know how inside the Bentley in the mornin' recording you think I all day but I really aint at all I got bills that's due, need today southside play play around if you want me, black body dumped duck down when you the sound, I got but not the kind you want n-gga R.I.P, march throught the with no I.D make sure they put the pretty round me of Bub' and it's all on me hoes show in the V.I.P think about bread when you about P I done did and how I OD check a muthaf-cking thing here nothing you see I ex'ing off the hoes as they come drinking heavy rollin' up like i got an extra singing Bentley, sippin' pardon what I've become leakin' bezey, fetti, product of mama slum n-ggas never did sh-t for me when I was starvin' son just me against them, you that thought be glad but you parting along when I'm ending at I don't see no kind of friend in f-ck em all go spend a yapping like a bitch get more friend than that this no pretending rap y'all how my engine at nine in front two in back with that stack in his back one in yo ad I I'm watched by an angel still her hugs and her kisses on the phone my grandma don't give a f-ck these bitches dont give a f-ck bout trophy's or anything that might owe me I do for you (you, you) the only ones really know me only that aint disown me I remember everything said I was dead, deaded all that sledgehammer right on head for the now, su woo to gone sucka left red no time for waiting rather get mine Lloyd Banks Finish Lyrics on I money on a dime girl my time go get that sh-t out your mind you blind can't go for will fall behind I'm on the Im 'em two at a time why I decline
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