[Lloyd Under dog is cool, I'm used to overlooked look at me now I'm filled with style, my blunt is rolled with look I'm ballin, ballin' chasin' K's Reggie Bush my haters hatin' don't how inside the Bentley look five in the recording you think I all day but I really aint at all I got bills that's due, cheques today southside don't play play if you want me, another black dumped duck when you hear the sound, I got peace but not the kind you n-gga R.I.P, march the club with no I.D make they put the pretty b-tches round me tables of and it's all on me hoes love in the V.I.P think about when you think about P I done did and how I OD check a thing here free touch you see I ex'ing off the hoes quick as come heavy rollin' up like i got an extra 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 that thought be glad but you parting along when I'm ending at I see no kind of friend in that em all go spend a stack yapping like a don't get more friend than that this no pretending rap y'all know how my at nine in front two ten's in running 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 that they might owe me I do for you (you, you) the only ones really know me only that aint disown me I remember everything they said I was dead, all that sledgehammer on your head live for the now, su woo to sucka n-gga's red no time for waiting rather get mine Banks Finish Line Lyrics on I money on a dime girl it's my go get Love sh-t out your mind you blind go for that will fall behind I'm on the Im hittin 'em two at a why I decline
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