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